| Came to the city with a bag of dreams
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| Overpacked and split at the seams
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| Seems like nothing’s really coming true
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| Even if it did, I still don’t have you
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| I don’t really know what these people want
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| I’ve seen guys sign without one song
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| Giving me advice, I just nod along
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| Leave the building, put Hendrix on
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| 'Cause I know something’s gotta give
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| I know what it is
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| How long, how long?
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| How long, how long?
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| How long, how long?
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| Got about two people I can trust
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| Rest of them, they don’t know enough, no no
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| Chi told me that I’m living in my mind
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| Maybe that’s the only home I can find
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| Lately I’ve been wondering if you’re okay
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| Remember when you said we’d be friends one day?
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| I wonder if you know what’s happening
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| Got me thinking 'bout just packing up
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| 'Cause I know something’s gotta give
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| I know what it is
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| How long, how long?
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| How long, how long?
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| How long, how long is it gonna be?
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| Is it gonna last? |
| Am I gonna see?
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| Is it gonna be? |
| Is it gonna be?
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| Am I gonna wait? |
| My head don’t wanna see
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| «Bakes, what’s happening?
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| How you doing fella?
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| It’s Courts, what’s going on man?
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| How’s the music going, man?
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| I’ve been hearing things, I’ve been hearing things
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| Don’t, don’t be too disheartened
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| Keep going, keep pushing, don’t stop
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| You will get there in the end, my brother
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| I promise you |