| Always
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| 3 million years in the club, always
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| And I can’t even tell if you frontin'
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| Always
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| 3 million years in the club, always
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| And I can’t even tell if you frontin'
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| Magenta
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| Pull up from behind, from momentum
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| Say «what kinda sky were you sent from?»
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| Silence
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| I’m an ocean of strangers
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| Both entertainers
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| Taller than 'scrapers
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| No one can blame us
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| Silence
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| I’m a part of a vibrance
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| Always
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| 3 million years in the club, always
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| And I can’t even tell if you frontin'
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| Always
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| 3 million years in the club, always
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| And I can’t even tell if you frontin'
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| Why would you skrt' with groceries in the back?
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| Hopefully they intact
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| Dope in me for the dope in me for the dopamine that I lack
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| I got holes though
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| Stone cold reading Oshi in a chokehold would you mind if I (breathe)
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| All of the lights sound better now that I know that
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| Logic is relative
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| You so damn competitive
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| Cup filled up with sedatives like
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| Always
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| 3 million years in the club, always
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| And I can’t even tell if you frontin'
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| Always
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| 3 million years in the club, always
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| And I can’t even tell if you frontin'
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| I am measuring time to make everything happen together
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| I am measuring time to make everything happen together
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| I am measuring time to make sure
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| I am measuring time to make everything happen together
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| I am measuring time
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| I am measuring time to make everything happen together
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| I believe there is a centre
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| The centre that controls all layers out
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| From my shoes to my forehead
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| To the back of my eyes
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| To the spaceship that is my brain
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| Always, stars surround me
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| Snap me back to Colfax
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| I don’t think I’ll belong here
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| Be here long
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| I was looking for my phone and now
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| My thumbs are getting nauseous
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| And falling down
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| The iceberg that was the escalator
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| I dance with my surroundings
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| You might actually lose me this time
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| And I know it all happens in my skin
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| Did you ever wonder if your dreams aren’t good enough?
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| I said did you ever wonder if your dreams aren’t good enough?
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| Did you ever wonder if your dreams aren’t good enough?
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| (Angles, angles, angles, angles, angles, angles, angles)
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| I said did you ever wonder if your dreams aren’t good enough?
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| (Angles, angles, angles) |