| if your out there let me know
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| cause i got nowhere to go
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| and im all alone
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| trying to find my way home
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| nobdy told my folks
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| that i wont commen back
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| thats a fact i made my pact
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| with my pack
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| and then i made my tracks
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| smokes foams across the county line
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| i lost my legs out my mind
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| nothen till i was ever in your place
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| then i felt that i could be fine
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| thats to be me
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| yeah, yeah baby thats the evil I
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| something real to find
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| stand up and believe it
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| baby come on reach for the sky
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| keep searchen till the stars are left
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| till the end where we first met
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| till the farthest darkest corner of the galaxxxyxyxyx
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| times won I’ve lost caught up in the hard to handle
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| friends gone family dropped caught up in the hard to channel
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| I go to bed every night with the fear that i might not wake up again,
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| wake up again
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| I go to bed every night with the fear that i might not wake up again,
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| wake up again
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| Blown out roll it again smoken it hold it in and baby don’t go with them you
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| don’t know what kinda trouble they in
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| Blown out roll it again smoken it hold it in and baby don’t go with them you
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| don’t know what kinda trouble they in
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| I chilled up north on a ranch
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| helped out in the summer
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| Picked up hay bales
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| sat up on the porch
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| while the lightning storm
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| slashed with the thunder
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| coyotes conniving their grills are smiling
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| the sounds of the night
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| i find it hypnotititizzzingiiinggg
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| My skin was itchy from the bug bites
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| im that kid that the bugs like
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| I’ll be back around town about mid may
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| don’t worry what the kids say
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| im on a different look this summer
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| clean sweaters no mustard
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| nope, well never been a clever machine
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| Im more of a brute and not really in the scene
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| names trashed, veins smashed, sleepen in the sand
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| waves crash, pain doesn’t have to last
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| i just sit back and laugh
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| Im lost with deceit? |
| to my paradise.
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| smashed up the highest cash out in your paradise?
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| I go to bed every night with the fear that i might not wake up again,
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| wake up again
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| I go to bed every night with the fear that i might not wake up again,
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| wake up again
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| Blown out roll it again smoken it hold it in and baby don’t go with them you
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| don’t know what kinda trouble they in
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| Blown out roll it again smoken it hold it in and baby don’t go with them you
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| don’t know what kinda trouble they in
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| I’m straight up slipen sliden
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| gripen n grinden
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| yeah, unaware of the sounds
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| took the stairs to the clouds
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| no my mouth moves without
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| Loves one thing that you can’t live without
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| and I am the other one, yeah, yeah
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| Blown out roll it again smoken it hold it in and baby don’t go with them you
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| don’t know what kinda trouble they in
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| Blown out roll it again smoken it hold it in and baby don’t go with them you
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| don’t know what kinda trouble they in
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| I’m saddened i was the get away van
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| I needed a get away plan
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| the hop in the heavens
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| yeah the angeles in the can
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| My grandad with his stallion
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| not really just a quarter horse
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| My sister held me down |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blown Out , by - Evil Ebenezer. Song from the album Evil Eye, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп