| You say that you love me
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| But I don’t wanna be your slave
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| So many people judge me
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| But would they follow me to my grave?
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| You say that you love me
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| But only if I stay the same
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| Baby, I’m leaving
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| Cause I don’t wanna play these games
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| I got a lot on my mind
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| I got a lot on my plate
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| I got these people around me
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| Say that they love me, most of them fake
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| It feels like they want me to fail
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| It feels like they want me to die
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| It feels like they want all my money
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| But fuck 'em, they wasting their time
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| Like walk around the Riverbend with me
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| Let me tell you all the things I’ve seen
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| See, the boy is dying in front of to me
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| And I’m the reason that he had to bleed
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| For what? |
| so you could get on my grip
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| So you could pick me apart
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| Tell me how I should make art?
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| Nah you don’t get this heart
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| You say that you love me
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| But I don’t wanna be your slave
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| So many people judge me
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| But would they follow me to my grave?
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| You say that you love me
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| But only if I stay the same
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| Baby, I’m leaving
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| Cause I don’t wanna play these games
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| Hey yo, Slime!
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| No, I don’t wanna play these games
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| No, I don’t wanna play these games, no
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| This Slime language
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| It weren’t learned my slang
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| If this really weren’t love what it was
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| You had me tricking off
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| And throwing in the club, yeah
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| I bought you black diamonds, baby
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| Now you fucked, yeah
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| I’d rather have lust than love
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| Blind to the fact you’re a thug
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| You won’t judge
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| But you say that you love me
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| But I don’t wanna be your slave
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| So many people judge me
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| But would they follow me to my grave?
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| You say that you need me
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| Based on yesterday
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| Baby, I’m leaving
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| But never gonna be the same
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| This dirt boy, this dirt life
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| These are black boots
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| It’s a black knife
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| This is born woods
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| This is raised wolf
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| This has moved hoods
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| This a change life
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| Never talked to my mother
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| I wish I heard from my father
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| I used to try, but why bother
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| Yeah, they can talk to my lawyer
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| This loose change about loose pills
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| These loose girls, they got true skills
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| They say you changed with the new brain
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| Well, the truth hurts, man love kills
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| I’ve been around, don’t fuck around
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| You fuck around and get real killed
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| Got real friends, got real guns
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| I’m not a bad guy but it’s real deal
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| Whip!
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| You say that you love me
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| But I don’t wanna be your slave
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| So many people judge me
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| But would they follow me to my grave?
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| You say that you love me
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| But only if I stay the same
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| Baby, I’m leaving
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| (Dirt boy, dirt life, dirt bike, whip!)
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| Cause I don’t wanna play these games
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| Many-many- judge me
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| I don’t- I don’t, play these games
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| No, I don’t wanna play these games
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| Cause I don’t wanna play these games
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| I don’t- I don’t, play these games |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tokyo Ghoul , by - Highly Suspect. Song from the album MCID, in the genre Альтернатива