| It was late on a Monday afternoon
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| I was chilling in my pajamas
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| I was living in my place in Atlanta
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| I had a date a little later with a new girl
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| I grab a record, let the needle go
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| Something loud, with a little soul
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| And as I’m getting ready, I’m hit with a mood
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| If I’m honest I need somebody to use
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| If I’m honest I don’t need a date, I need some armor
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| I need you like ‘83 needed Madonna
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| Stop me from falling
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| Stop me from falling down
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| Stop me from falling
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| Stop me from falling down
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| Stop me from everything I try to fight off
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| Stop me from who I don’t wanna become
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| Stop me from being afraid
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| I’m sorry in so many ways
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| I feel like the shadow of someone I used to be
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| I wear my damage like a platinum chain
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| That’s what she was thinking when somebody introduced her
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| Like if she’s honest, she needs somebody to use her
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| She was thinking, if I’m honest I don’t need a date I need some armor
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| I need you like ‘83 needed Madonna
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| Stop me from falling
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| Stop me from falling down
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| Stop me from falling
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| Stop me from falling down
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| Stop me from falling
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| Stop me from falling down
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| Stop me from falling
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| Stop me from falling down |