| My momma always told me I was never in the here and now
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| My head in the past, my feet in the future
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| My life, hang my head like a necklace
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| In the blink, no sheep
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| Next scene I’m just eating my breakfast
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| Isolation slowly feeling like it’s house arrest
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| Bound from the scene that made me see what my credit gets
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| Puttin' health before career just to steer ahead and burn a few bridges just to
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| keep the ends mirrored
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| And in the end this mirrors getting strange
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| I’d never thought I’d ever see a change
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| Nobody pickin' up the phone
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| Makes me question if I ever did 'em wrong
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| Steady lying ‘bout «I'd rather be alone» shit
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| And if I did I’d have to own up
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| Little did I know the cognac was keeping me from growing up
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| And my fear of flying keeping me from blowing up
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| And musical meditation is spiritually glowin' up
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| This is my work but it was just a diversion
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| When I was kicking the curb
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| Feels like I’m sinning when I be seeing the light
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| Cause now I’m working on this living just to rap about life
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| That’s some backwards commitment
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| And on the way I know I gave away some friends
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| And every day I wish that we could speak again
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| But every time I wanna make it right I freeze up and the visions of the shadows
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| of my demons who went out of sight
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| They’ve been out of sight
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| Until now
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| Sometimes
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| When you aim to build you end up destroying things
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| The kind you hate so much you end up enjoying things
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| Like how we break it up to keep it moving forward but when we sit inside the
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| new box we thinkin' about the older things
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| I’m just a man playing god with my thoughts
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| Over pans and pots
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| These scotch rocks are acting like Novocaine
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| Might as well fix the grill spill the spray until the day that my brains cold
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| That’s what I told the rain
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| Pre-apocalyptic L.A. everyday
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| Yet, I keep myself company on the motorway
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| Like the hunchback of Notre Dame
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| Ringing dead radio waves
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| Still feel this weight from the barricade
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| Tryna feel like a human among these animals
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| Tryna feel some community in this solitude
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| And as I hit the nuke button once again I can see that
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| I don’t have a single friend
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| Until now
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| They went out of sight
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| Until now
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| They went out of sight |