| Wonder where my days gone, I been in a daze
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| Boxes with the tape on, move a different place
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| I don’t know myself I don’t recognize my own face
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| I don’t know what it is but I’m drowning in the pain
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| Fast route
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| Can’t look back at the past now
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| Stay awake 'til i pass out
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| Then I go and I cash out
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| I’m just the stating the facts down
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| Never gone tap out
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| All the people who turned they back on me where are they at now? |
| (where)
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| Dissapointed
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| At the same time I’m impressed
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| Two faces inside a check
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| Here I thought it would be the best
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| But honestly it just hurt
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| It’s worse
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| A blessing and a curse
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| All my people good but I’m never good cause the demons lurk
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| I’m a west side villain
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| Spillin' guts up to the ceilin'
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| Feelin' superstition in my veins I’m not a human being
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| I do, whatever I want whenever I want
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| Cause I’m standing, up in the front and I’m holdin' the gun bitch
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| I’m obscene to the scene I’m in if you know what I mean
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| Been isolated disconnected from reality it seems
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| Quarantined from the public population of disease
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| Quarantined from the public population of disease…
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| Wonder where my days gone, I been in a daze
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| Boxes with the tape on, move a different place
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| I don’t know myself I don’t recognize my own face
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| I don’t know what it is but I’m drowning in the pain |