| My memories faded from there
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| You don’t know my latest
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| I swear I’ve been hazy on it
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| But this high is the greatest
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| I’m headed towards another breakdown
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| I’m headed towards another breakdown
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| Mind and body falling through the clouds
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| Mind and body falling through the clouds
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| I drop my parachute
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around, no one’s around
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| I drop my parachute
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around, no one’s around
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| When I come down, when I come down
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| I hit the ground
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| Yeah, and I stay on it because I need it
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| You need me on this cloud and you know that I won’t repeat it, nah
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| Welcome to Hollywood, everybody’s no one here
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| I’m just feeling so alone, but everybody showed up here
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| Yeah, I guess your life is how you wear it
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| And my designer jackets got pockets full of generics, uh
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| My life is hectic, kept pockets where I’m embarrassed
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| And I see my old friends look at our pockets and compare it
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| I’m living my dreams
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| Giving up things that I really miss
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| No one ever coached me, nothing for what this life really is
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| Hard days and cold nights turn to cold, hard cash
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| But that means nothing when this whole car crash
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| I’ve been around you long enough, so you should know that I’m sad
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| But you don’t know nothing, so I open my bag
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| Yeah, you only love me when I’m coming down
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around, it go
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| I drop my parachute
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around, no one’s around
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| I drop my parachute
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around, no one’s around
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| When I come down, when I come down
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| I hit the ground
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| I taste you then you inhale
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| Said I taste you then you inhale
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| Taste like Heaven
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| But I know better
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| Shit, I know better
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| That I’m in hell
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| And you said you’s going to quit this
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| Passion
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| But every hour you take trips to the bathroom
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| Please tell me how it’s all gone
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| And I was so wrong, yeah
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| I’m chain smoking these cigarettes
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| Brain broken, you’ve been the mess
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| It’s not the way to end this stress, nah
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| Said I heard this song before you comatose, almost overdosed
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| Face down up on the floor
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| But you fuck better when you on them pills, when you on them pills
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| I just wanna feel, I just wanna feel
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| Yeah, girl, I’m sick and twisted like you
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| But tell me, what’s the point of living shit if I ain’t got my parachute?
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| I drop my parachute
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around, no one’s around
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| I drop my parachute
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around, no one’s around
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| Yeah, who going to catch me now
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| When I come down, when I come down
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| I hit the ground
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around
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| No, no, no one’s around
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| I drop, I drop my parachute when
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| I drop my parachute when no one’s around
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| No one’s around
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| No one’s around
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| No one’s around |