| Stay with me
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| Stay with me
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| Stay with me
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| My mind’s leaving me, someone speak to me
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| Some kind of reasoning, a sign
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| I’m freaking out, I’m Ron Weasely
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| Time and time again
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| I talk to myself, I go on and on and then
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| Homie just stopped speaking, see
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| Rapping from my soul
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| My hand, it ain’t reaching me
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| Time ain’t on my side, sand leaking, could lose a piece of me
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| The time piece, the hour glass, measure the pieces please
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| Without my mind I’m just a piece of me
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| Stay with me
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| Stay with me
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| Now there’s nothing left to see there
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| Now there’s nothing left to be
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| Now there’s nothing left to see there
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| Now there’s nothing left to be
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| Found a way to begin
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| Found a way to be gone
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| They told me there’s nothing I couldn’t do, so
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| What am I without you though
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| How can I be too slow to realize how you move go on
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| Way when loopholes, he ain’t know where he at
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| It’s hard to tell with me even looked or cared to check
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| There goes my head, my character
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| What I should have cherished best
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| Wonder how losing my mind compares to death
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| Now there’s nothing left to see there
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| Now there’s nothing left to be
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| Now there’s nothing left to see there
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| Now there’s nothing left to be
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| Now there’s nothing left to see there
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| Now there’s nothing left to be
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| Now there’s nothing left to see there
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| Now there’s nothing left to be
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| Stay with me
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| Stay with me
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| Keep going, uhh |