| Put them hands to the ceiling
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| Back against the wall
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| So tell me how you’re feeling?
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| We back for all of y’all, don’t wanna get involved
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| So how you doing, Kid? |
| I said, «I'm doing fine»
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| Knowing full well that the whole time that I was lying
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| Offered me the chance to say what’s on my mind
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| Politely declined and stepped, heading for the horizon
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| Days fall off the calendar
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| Taking stock of the damage done
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| Sometimes I thought that I’d had enough
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| But now I’m backing up, feeling spectacular
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| Hands to the ceiling, got my back against the wall
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| I been fielding the questions, I been answering the calls
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| Somewhere along the way this shit got real and left me reeling
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| With nothing left to do but follow protocol
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| So how ya doing? |
| How ya dealing? |
| How ya coping?
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| Whatcha concealing? |
| Whatcha fearing? |
| Whatcha hoping?
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| What’s happening? |
| Yeah, we back again to get ya open
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| So quit ya moping, just let go and
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| Put them hands to the ceiling
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| Back against the wall
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| So tell me how you’re feeling?
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| We back for all of y’all, don’t wanna get involved
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| Pride before the fall, no, it’s not your fault
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| I just got some problems in my head I’m tryna solve
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| Feel ‘em taking hold, lock ‘em in the vault
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| Knowing that the key is that I strengthen my resolve, yeah
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| So how you doing, Kid? |
| How you holding up?
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| You got a lot up on your plate, okay, I know it’s tough
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| Maybe you’ll tell me all about it when you’re old enough
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| For now it’s time to roll ‘em up and try to soldier on
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| And that’s an order, you gotta keep ya head above water
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| Or you’re a goner, don’t say I didn’t warn ya
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| ‘cause if they only knew what you been going through
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| Then maybe they could tell you
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| What the fuck you’re supposed to do, look
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| I’m feeling good, I’m feeling great, I’m feeling wonderful
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| I’m feeling shook, feeling afraid, I’m feeling vulnerable
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| All alone tryna make it through the maze
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| Even though I know that most of you relate
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| There’s only so much you can take
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| Carrying this weight might break you
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| Know that it is not too late
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| You can find a way to make do
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| Only so much you can take
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| Carrying this weight might break you
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| So here we go again, the walls are closing in
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| The only way we’re gonna win is
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| Put them hands to the ceiling
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| Back against the wall
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| So tell me how you’re feeling?
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| We back for all of y’all, don’t wanna get involved |