| These days are feeling cold, but my heart is feeling colder
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| Seems like everybody grows apart when they get older
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| If I started drinking, I think I’d be hardly sober
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| Chips on my shoulders are turning out to be boulders
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| I’m trying to keep my composure
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| And they’re like, «Why are you changing?
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| This ain’t how you started
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| Don’t tell me you’re broke, I want to hear you broken hearted
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| Talk about the stars, man, don’t tell me you’re starving
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| I want to hear about a girl who broke you down and departed»
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| And man, I’ve been done with it
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| What I feel, I run with it
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| Always real, I come with it
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| Know that you in love with it, so listen up
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| Heartbreaks give you breaks for the heart
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| 'Cause it’s hard to be together when it’s falling apart
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| And I ain’t trying to write it down when I don’t know where to start
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| They want me to pick at these scars to give 'em light in the dark
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| And it’s killing me, we’re living all these moment inside
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| And I’ve been building up aggression on the mic and she’s like…
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| Baby, leave your struggles in the streets
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| Take your aggression out on me
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| You know I’m always down to be
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| Discreet discretion
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| Baby, leave your struggles in the streets
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| Take your aggression out on me
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| You know I’m always down to be
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| Discreet discretion
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| The things I used to love, I would feel many things
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| You ask me nowadays, I don’t feel anything
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| Giving up on love or whatever it means
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| To keep somebody around who just eventually leaves
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| Like, is this gonna last? |
| Back in the feelings I trash
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| I’m tired of opinions, tell me, when did I ask?
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| I hit up an ex like I’ve been wanting us back
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| How am I thinking of the future when I’m stuck in the past?
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| Okay, back in the feelings I go, listen I’m letting you know
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| I don’t need a phone for me to tell you I’m letting you go
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| Everybody’s like, «What's with the heartbreak songs, man?»
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| Honestly, I’ve been staying up way to long
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| And nobody gets it, no matter what I’m confessing
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| If I told you I’m hurting, no ones down to address it
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| They hear my words, not the message
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| Baby, I’m used to this lesson
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| She’s standing there like always looking at me and says…
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| Baby, leave your struggles in the streets
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| Take your aggression out on me
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| You know I’m always down to be
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| Discreet discretion
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| Baby, leave your struggles in the streets
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| Take your aggression out on me
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| You know I’m always down to be
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| Discreet discretion
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| They say I sound like this, you say I sound like him
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| I write what I go through, there’s no playing pretend
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| Could care less who you think I am, all of you I can see through
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| Kids wanna rap, man, I do this 'cause I need to
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| This life ain’t a movie, you ain’t getting a sequel
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| This world is so beautiful, I’m just sick of the people
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| Our flag says united, but nobody is equal
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| If people didn’t kill each other, things would be simple!
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| Looking up to God like, «Give me the strength»
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| Surrounded by evil, but it ain’t breaking my faith
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| Talking to too many people to find the feeling you gave
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| You can find someone new, but nothing is ever the same
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| Looking at the mirror like, «You're not to blame»
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| Lying to myself as if I’m not in the rain
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| 'Cause look, even if you’re feeling numb, you’ll feel all the pain
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| And every night’s just the same and all this mic’s ever saying is…
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| Baby, leave your struggles in the streets
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| Take your aggression out on me
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| You know I’m always down to be
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| Discreet discretion
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| Baby, leave your struggles in the streets
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| Take your aggression out on me
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| You know I’m always down to be
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| Discreet discretion |