| Fame, do I not deserve it, cause with girls I would rather see I’m working in
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| the work, yea
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| Pain, do I gotta feel it, cause instead of talking ‘bout it I will not reveal
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| it, yes
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| I think it’s time to do it my way, they told me sell out, black Friday
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| But I don’t really give a fuck how you feel
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| I’m in the great depression cause I ain’t got a new deal
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| And yes I lost a couple friends, like Joey
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| They turn around and tell me that, they don’t even know me
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| So if I’m not featured on your favorite blog or website
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| Integrity I have left, will help me keep my head right.
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| Chasing Pavements excerpts…
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| I’m gonna make it, I swear this my destiny
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| I’m gonna make it, I just can’t find the recipe
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| Shoulda' listened four years back, my girl question’d me
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| Didn’t understand the lesson plan, she was testing me
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| The weaponry, of, my mind
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| I swear that in this life, well, I’m, behind
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| I swear it’s hard to find, that of, my kind
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| So sit back and recline, as my vocal chords unwind, as I, climb
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| Higher than I’ve ever been, why you keep fighting mother fucker if you never win
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| Yeah, is this time that I’m wasting, is this paper that I’m chasing. |
| yeah
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| Should I keep working on it, or give this shit up
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| Sometimes its like, idk
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| But I’m not
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| Yeah, Hendersin, No Rhyme or Reason. |