| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da
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| You don’t say my name the way you…
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| Maybe it’s the high (high)
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| Maybe it’s the drugs (drugs)
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| Maybe it’s the time (time)
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| Maybe it’s your love (love, love, love)
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| I ain’t been home in a while
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| Should call my momma, I won’t
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| I just don’t know what I want
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| My mind been gone, yes I know
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| Some might tell you that I’m cold
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| I’m on a search for my soul
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| And everything that I’m owed
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| The devil’s lurking, I know
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| I guess the love faded, it’s like it wasn’t even there
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| Is it the drugs maybe? |
| They got me high in the air
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| I feel the buzz baby, this shit’s enlightening I swear
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| I think you’ll like it up here
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| I live my life with no care
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| I tell 'em
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| Time keeps passing by, by
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| You stay on my mind, mind
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| Maybe it’s the high (high)
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| Maybe it’s the drugs (drugs)
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| Maybe it’s the time (time)
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| Maybe it’s your love (love, love, love)
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| I gave all and sacrificed, I tell 'em just to make it happen
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| Different states and couches I’ve been sleeping, oh you can’t imagine
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| I’ve been on this hopeless quest, no GPS, like where the map is?
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| I’ve been on the road to zest to ease the stress, to all the madness
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| Matching tempos and tones, just trying to make sure they’re straight
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| There’s no balance, just repetition, same shit everyday
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| I hope you never follow me, I’m still unsure of the way
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| See I’m no better or worse, but for whatever it’s worth
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| You can do anything you wish to do, you don’t have to be miserable
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| The sky’s the fucking limit
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| Woah, that’s cliché
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| I must say
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| The longest I stay focused, we gon' make it happen one day
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| The sound like holy sermons, the gospel like Sunday service
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| Time keeps passing by, by
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| You stay on my mind, mind
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| Maybe it’s the high (high)
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| Maybe it’s the drugs (drugs)
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| Maybe it’s the time (time)
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| Maybe it’s your love (love, love, love)
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| You don’t say my name the way you used to
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| La-da-di-da-da
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| La-da-di-da-da |