| Look at us with our guards up
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| Both made of stardust
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| Blowing up like a star does
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| Channelling my rage is a hard one
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| When I can’t run
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| Gotta listen to my heart but
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| I’m listening to scars
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| I can’t release these triggers
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| Gotta let go of the pain
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| So it doesn’t feel bigger
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| But your face is a figure
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| Silhouettes from my past
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| Gotta take the hard route
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| Not fly past, it’s real
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| Let me tell you how i feel
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| Don’t you take shit from me
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| You can take it from me
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| All day I wonder why
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| I feel like a zombie
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| I feel numb inside
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| So I tell you this is why
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| I struggle with my mind
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| Like let me get my mind right
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| There are times you ask me
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| Why you feel as though
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| I’m out of faith
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| And I say plenty of love is found in space
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| Let’s find our way
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| Look at me with my guard down
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| Couple secrets in this garden
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| Gotta grow what we’ve planted
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| God knows what we’ve started
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| But we can’t live
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| Without these seeds
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| Gotta water this love
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| 'Till it stretches out to sea
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| I can’t release these triggers
|
| Gotta let go of the pain
|
| So it doesn’t feel bigger
|
| But your face is a figure
|
| Silhouettes from my past
|
| Gotta take the hard route
|
| Not fly past, it’s real
|
| Don’t you take shit from me
|
| You can take it from me
|
| All day I wonder why
|
| I feel like a zombie
|
| I feel numb inside
|
| So I tell you this is why
|
| I struggle with my mind
|
| Like let me get my mind right
|
| There are times you ask me
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| Why you feel as though
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| I’m out of faith
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| And I say plenty of love is found in space
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| Let’s find our way |