| Catch me running around the town, if you can.
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| My heart on my sleeve and the world in my hands.
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| Where do we go, where do we stand?
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| You dream but you never move, so don’t be mad when I do.
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| Patiently waiting to give up everything I got,
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| start thinking about my future at the number one spot.
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| My friends think they lost me.
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| But I’m still the same me.
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| Hooligans
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| Got big hearts but they’re just some kids
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| Cali made, flashy sins.
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| Need nobody 'cause we know where we fit in.
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| I’m so close to the edge of the life that I sacrificed and strived for.
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| But you’ve buried everything we used to fight for.
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| (That we used to fight for)
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| Set it off!
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| Patiently waiting to give up everything I got,
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| start thinking about my future at the number one spot.
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| My friends think they lost me.
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| But I would never change.
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| And I would sell out my pride when everybody wanna say,
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| «You never gave a damn 'bout your boys in the first place.»
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| Old Dena raised me.
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| And the road will never change me!
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| Hooligans
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| Got big hearts but they’re just some kids
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| Cali made, flashy sins.
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| Need nobody 'cause we know where we fit in.
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| To everyone who stuck around, this one’s for you.
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| They may say, «We're a lost cause.»
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| But they don’t see what I do.
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| Ooh, oo-whoa
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| Oo-whoa,
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| Oo-whoa.
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| Hooligans
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| Got big hearts but they’re just some kids
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| Cali made, flashy sins.
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| Need nobody 'cause we know where we fit in. |