| If you’re here you’re at the last house
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| Le le le le
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| La la le le le la
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| La la le le le
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| La la le le le la (we at the last house)
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| La la le le le
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| I got you in my sights again
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| More love inside my soul than I could ever give to Vicodin
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| No pill could give me pleasure like the present
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| It hurts and feels so good that pleasure paints it’s pre-pubescence
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| I did not cut myself but understand why people miss it
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| Like pinching all my
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| Where I want to cry when I need a visit
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| To the point break, the blood bank, the fish tank
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| I’m lookin' out my body like a window
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| Sill
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| Is like a drill inside my temple
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| Just to make a thought to something simple
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| And no one understands it
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| Until that pain they landed on has tingled up the spine
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| To bring you down across the planet
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| Surface, laying on the dirt
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| It’s underhanded
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| To be so sensitive that you gotta live to the ultra-maximum
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| Simple emotions taxing me Adrenal glands run empty
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| Without god I’d be asked out, passed out drunk
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| Nodding off, cashout
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| Last house on the block
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| There’s no other hood to walk to
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| Last house on the block
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| Gotta make it count or I’m out
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| Gotta make it count or I’m out
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| Last house on the block
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| Gotta make it count or I’m out
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| La la le le le la (we at the last house)
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| La la le le le
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| La la le le le la (we at the last house)
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| La la le le le
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| I used up all my fast passes (back in the days)
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| Like a gypsie I would knapsack it (carry it through)
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| Sometimes I wish I had glasses to (see right through)
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| X-ray my way through rap classes (learn)
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| I peeled and yet I live
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| I think that is my strength in life
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| To gain and then to give
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| I think I filled the bank in life
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| The energy’s the gift
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| The money is the lake I swim
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| I need to take the dip
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| But the journey is the trip we take
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| To make the full amends
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| To ourselves and to the folks we hurt
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| Admission is the wind
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| The freedom is the payoff
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| We do not take a day off
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| Diseases on the end
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| Of every block I wander through
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| I need my medicine
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| The last house on the block
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| But I got a million fuckin' friends
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| The last house on the block
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| But I got a million fuckin' friends (million fuckin' friends friends friends)
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| The disease is at the end (at the end)
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| I need my medicine so let me in (let me in)
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| La la le le le la (we at the last house)
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| La la le le le
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| Le le le le (last house)
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| La la le le le la (we at the last house)
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| La la le le le
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| Le le le le (last house on the block) |