| We are, we are, we are really fucked up people
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| I’ll show you all my scars and you count them one by one
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| By one, by one, by one, by one, by one
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| By one, by one, by one, by one, by one
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| Yeah, I’m beautifully broken, gotta love me for my flaws
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| My scars will tell you where I’ve been, life’s done made its mark
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| And it’s hard to keep my innocence with guilt up in my heart
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| See the fire in my eyes is burnin' brighter from my sparks
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| I know I’m insecure, I know I see myself and think about what’s lackin'
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| Know I got some ghosts that’s hauntin' me, I think about what happened
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| But that’s okay, I’m movin' past it, I know I’ve dealt with pain
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| And I been hurt but that hurt inspires passion
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| Lose your dreams and you gon' lose your fuckin' mind
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| That’s what Mick Jagger said
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| Seven when my daddy left, I don’t know if my daddy’s dead
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| Made me feel inadequate, it made me feel so worthless
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| Looking at my homies' families like damn, their lives are perfect
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| What did I do to deserve this? |
| Shit, I blame myself
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| You want your life to change, you gotta fuckin' man up and change yaself
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| My DNA is full of strangers' cells, I’m not ashamed
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| I know my pain and I done came through Hell, yeah
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| We are, we are, we are really fucked up people
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| I’ll show you all my scars and you count them one by one
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| By one, by one, by one, by one, by one
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| By one, by one, by one, by one, by one
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| I was fightin' with depression
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| I locked myself inside my old apartment
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| I ain’t wanna face the world
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| I struggle with internal conflicts
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| Withdrawin' from my friends, ain’t made a call in weeks
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| Ignored so many messages from family, they stopped callin' me
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| I started blamin' people for my failures, I ain’t take responsibility
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| I smiled to hide my anger but they still felt my hostility
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| They still felt my resentment, I was fuckin' damaged
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| I tried to laugh to mask the screams but it was just a bandage
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| Felt like people took advantage
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| Lookin' at them cats like they was opportunists
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| They were tryna ride my wave, them waterways done got polluted
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| The only woman that I loved, I think her pops abused her
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| So we hit some bad notes, we had to fuckin' stop the music
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| I know it’s selfish but it’s hard to be supportive
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| If she dealin' with some trauma that happened to her before us
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| I’m tryin' to build a better life, she felt like I ignored her
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| But I’m just tryna build a fortune off my torment, yeah
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| We are, we are, we are really fucked up people
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| I’ll show you all my scars and you count them one by one
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| By one, by one, by one, by one, by one
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| By one, by one, by one, by one, by one |