| You’ve been on the run, I’ve been on a run
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| What we running from? |
| Look how far we’ve come
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| Look what you’ve become
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| I don’t know you much
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| This is what the lights will do to you
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| How’d you find yourself without losing you?
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| Still the same person, why they look at you different?
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| Ain’t your fault they’re choosing to
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| And it’s proof and these shits are blinding
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| They lie to me when telling me they’re excited
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| I never really understood the concept of fame
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| Is it you or the people around you that change?
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| Is it true that after, nothing’s the same?
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| Well to finding this out, man I’m on my way
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| I’m on one today, I must say
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| It’s best to talk about what I face
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| How do these lights make you feel?
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| How do these lights make you feel?
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| How do these lights make you feel?
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| How do these lights make you feel? |
| How do these
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| People judge without knowing you
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| Couldn’t understand what you’re going through
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| He ignored all the scrutiny
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| But on the edge of destruction, he was soon to be
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| Did you lose the key? |
| Are you entirely
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| Tired of being here? |
| You feel like you’re causing a scene? |
| Well
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| All he was looking for is love
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| I guess he found it in drugs
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| Guess he found it in clubs
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| Till he got caught up in some trouble then found it in cuffs
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| Is it the end for him? |
| Who knows
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| But until then, shit
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| Now all these lights make him feel
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| Now all these lights make him feel
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| Now all these lights make him feel
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| Now all these lights make him feel, now all these
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| Oh, we got caught up in the badness
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| How were we gonna hack this? |
| But talk to me like
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| You’ve been on the run, I’ve been on a run
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| What we running from? |
| Look how far we’ve come
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| Look what you’ve become
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| I don’t know you much
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| I’ve seen you 'bout these flashy events many times, still
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| I don’t know you much
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| Know that you’re very similar to me, you’re the same, still
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| I don’t know you much
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| Oh, what these lights have done to her
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| This lifestyle’s never been fun to her
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| Trials of the past can’t run from her
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| She’s incomplete and her stomach churns
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| And no one’s concerned, nothing’s learned
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| Nothing’s worth it all, nothing’s learned
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| Pills are popped when the head is hurting
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| But more than three if that doesn’t work
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| Now suicide’s what them papers say
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| Nobody’s at her grave today
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| Another young soul just fades away
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| While another young soul is on its way
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| Shit, what these lights will do in life
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| But darkness has never been a friend of mine
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| It’s lonely at the top, I’ve got a fear of heights
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| Said it’s lonely at the top, I’ve got a fear of heights
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| Said it’s lonely at the top, come share my light
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| How do these lights make you feel?
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| How do these lights make you feel?
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| How do these lights make you feel?
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| How do these lights make you feel? |
| How do these |