| you got some money child and I got mine
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| don’t say you’re this heavy if you ain’t tried mine
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| so shake up your silver, god at your crime
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| I 'll save your celebration if you buy my time
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| don’t tell me about your troubles baby I got mine
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| when all I wanna talk about, is loving you blind
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| Don’t tell me death is easy when I’m dying so slow,
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| go tell him to your doctor what you’re paying for
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| It’s an all one here be rolling, round on the floor
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| they say that I don’t hear I just don’t listen no more
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| so you can go ahead and shoot yourself, I don’t mind
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| when all I wanna talk is loving you blind.
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| I can connect go out and see the stars at night
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| when I’m asking someone lucky having seen them right
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| mail order mystics never had it so good
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| you go ahead and listen like I knew your world
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| but how this conversation lay by my side
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| when all I wanna talk about is loving you blind |