| We watched the sunsets of my heartland
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| Yet I can’t sleep with ease
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| We’re like a painted picture, stuck in the same place
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| And still we don’t know where our places are
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| But we know that it’s time to grow
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| So on that note
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| I’ll let you go into the breeze
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| You can find me at the sea
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| See I’m young
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| I’ve got time in this world of mine
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| So time is real
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| Oh, what’s your deal
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| I’d really like to know
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| Is love real?
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| You said miss me with the
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| I miss you all the time
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| I still hit you with the
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| You can come over to mine
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| We can kick it if you dare to walk with me into the sunrise
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| We can go far if we jump over the line
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| All white skies like it’s thirty days and night
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| All white suit Hemingway in his prime
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| Come up with a lie like I’m not afraid to die
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| Swear I’ve put the monster in my closet out of eye
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| You’re so out of touch
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| What you trying to insinuate claiming that I’m in-genuine?
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| I’m the realest one that you keep around
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| But who’s to say who’s real or fake?
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| I feel my skin but that’s today
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| Exaggerate and laugh in pain
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| I hope they turn to photographs
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| We all wanna feel we’re loved by all means
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| Is that so much from time to time?
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| See I’m young
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| I’ve got time in this world of mine
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| So time is real
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| Oh, what’s your deal
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| I’d really like to know
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| Is love real?
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| Since it wasn’t
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| Meant to be
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| You were not meant for me
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| You were not meant for me
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| Since it wasn’t
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| Meant to be
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| You were not meant for me
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| You were not meant for me
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| See I’m young
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| I’ve got time in this world of mine
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| So time is real
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| Oh, what’s your deal
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| I’d really like to know
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| Is love real? |