| But I’ve been on my way since I told my mother
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| That I would never turn out like the others, yeah
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| And I’ve been in a daydream lost in wonder, aye-yeah
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| So why you wanna pull over the cover?
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| So f**k your dreams that keep you from falling asleep when
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| You gotta move on your own or else you’ll end up alone
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| Give up your dreams that tear us apart at the seams when
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| You should be home but the night is young
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| And I’m too young to die
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| With my dreams, I know I’m hardly living how I should
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| I don’t wanna die in hollywood with my dreams
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| No I don’t wanna die in hollywood but I don’t wanna live without these
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| Little white lines in the bathroom, huh, f**k this party
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| But I ain’t tryna dance, but I ain’t tryna dance with you
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| Little white lines and some tattoo’s, starving artist
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| We don’t dance for you, we dance around
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| So f**k your dreams that keep you from falling asleep when
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| You gotta move on your own or else you’ll end up alone
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| Give up your dreams that tear us apart at the seams when
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| You should be home but the night is young
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| And I’m too young to die
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| With my dreams, I know I’m hardly living how I should
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| I don’t wanna die in hollywood with my dreams
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| No I don’t wanna die in hollywood but I don’t wanna live without these
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| With my dreams, I know I’m hardly living how I should
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| I don’t wanna die in hollywood with my dreams
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| No I don’t wanna die in hollywood but I don’t wanna live without these dreams |