| 3 strikes against me
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| My sister can’t sleep
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| Waiting for me when I’m gone
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| She wishes I’d distance myself from those streets
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| Not wake the fool 'til the dawn
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| And then I see you completely distraught
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| Claiming to be all the things that you’re not
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| Masking the truths until there’s no end
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| I’ve waited before but I won’t… won’t wait again
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| Distanced by the days and the weeks and the months
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| My mind it will never shake
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| I really can’t pinpoint just where you left off
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| What’s real what’s masquerade
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| And then I see you completely distraught
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| Claiming to be all the things that you’re not
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| Masking the truths until there’s no end
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| I’ve waited before but I won’t… won’t wait again
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| 3 strikes against me
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| My sister can’t sleep
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| Must put some ice on those wrinkles
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| You claim you’re hitting homeruns
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| Well triples at least
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| You can’t get a minor league single
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| And now I find you completely distraught
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| Claiming to be all the things that you’re not
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| Masking the truths until there’s no end
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| I’ve waited before but I won’t wait again |