| She was speeding from a high
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| Her fingertips numb to the night
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| Mouth felt like the desert sky
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| She was living fast in life
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| Pills and dreams controlled her time
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| She only wanted the pop life
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| Underneath she held the sky
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| She was living fast in life
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| All the days when she slept till noon
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| She was living like she’s dying soon
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| All the days when she slept till noon
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| She was living like she’s dying soon, soon
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| Like she’s dying soon, like she’s dying soon
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| She was lucid to vice
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| She saw every color lie
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| Eyes were like gold in the fire
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| She smokes fiend right from the pipe
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| All the days when she slept till noon
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| She was living like she’s dying soon
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| All the days when she slept till noon
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| She was living like she’s dying soon,
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| All the days when she slept till noon
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| She was living like she’s dying soon,
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| Like she’s dying soon, yeah soon
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| We were speeding from from a high
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| Her fingertips to the sky
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| We were lucid to the vice
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| Keep it simple can’t buy what ain’t for sale
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| Thieves in the temples told heaven gave it to hell
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| Get thee right
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| All these diamonds sold at the highest price
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| Can’t be sure if the trade was worth the hype
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| Get the right
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| Don’t believe the hype
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| Don’t sleep you’re sold
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| All that glitters is sold |