| Wake up, are you okay? |
| Are you breathing? |
| You’re not moving
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| I think I hurt you but I didn’t mean to, it’s not what I wanted
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| It kind of just happened, I’m trying to grasp it and make sense of it all
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| I might let you go or I might take you out, either way, I’m just an animal
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| Fucking with my prey, I just wanna hear you cry out
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| So much time I waste away with wrong lines
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| Prepping for that lifestyle, cooking with the wrong iron
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| Till the point I break the spell, put the world on my back
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| Till I break the scale, my soul been sent to jail
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| Breaking all the rules till your missions fail
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| We convicts that conflict your interests when you design us
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| I promised I’d stand for my vision, no cameras permitted
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| Planning out the path that we will walk to make a living
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| Dreams to reality, our purpose for existing
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| Hello, hello home, hello, hello home, hello
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| Hello home, hello, hello home, hello…
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| We casting off to the space that our minds feel fat about
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| Hands to the sky, fuck a hand out, the stars in our eyes keep us alive
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| We manage to fly with every broken wing, whether we glide low
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| Don’t crash a thing, reality’s imagining, everything we envision
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| Dream of happening, take it from me and give it, the way that you took it
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| We live it, the only way you get it how you got it, better keep it
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| Stand tall and repeat this, no woman or man can defeat this
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| It’s God giving us what we needed so we proud to be alive, I’m never sleeping
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| Now jump, we ready for the fight to make it all right
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| Pump your dream to the sky until it’s all bright
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| Till it’s all bright, till we alright, yeah, Gilbere Forte
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| This is where we take a dream and make it real
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| See, my philosophy is your imagination is your reality
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| Just watch what I do with it |