| Some days
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| Feel a way
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| Not awake
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| It’s okay
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| Always overcrowded up in here
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| Play it safe up in here
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| Bring that figure eight over here
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| And we can ride out
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| Milk and honey flooded to my ears
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| I can show you how to disappear (x2)
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| Off the face (hey)
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| What’s your fake name?
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| I look space age
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| When you tiptoe
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| Through my garden
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| On a weekday
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| Wildfire’s starting over here
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| You can see we’re melting over here
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| Cleared without a jury of my peers
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| Where were you before we all got here?
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| I fill my blunts with hand grenades
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| It keeps me safe
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| But I’d give everything I had
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| For you to stay
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| Some days
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| Feel a way
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| Not awake
|
| It’s okay
|
| Milk and honey flooded to my ears
|
| I can show you how to disappear (x2)
|
| Off the face (hey)
|
| What’s your fake name?
|
| I look space age
|
| When you tiptoe
|
| Through my garden
|
| On a weekday
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| Up here we got treetop views
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| Different drugs for different moods
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| Still nothing that I can do
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| It’s just you
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| But I’m gone you can tell
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| These feelings don’t feel like myself
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| Look in my eyes you see heaven and hell
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| I got some family ain’t doing so well
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| I got some demons ain’t talking no spells
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| I know some people who hit me for help
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| Turned around after and prayed that I fail
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| Cover your trails
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| No more wave it’s big typhoon
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| Too far out for us to lose
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| Now they coming two by two
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| Still there’s only you
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| Some days
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| Feel a way
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| Not awake
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| It’s okay |