| LA wasn’t what I signed up for
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| Thank God for my family
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| And I don’t wanna be such a downer
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| Life is never what you think
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| 'Cause the city don’t got no breathing space
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| I’m here on a whim swimming in the same place
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| Outta my mind and the spiritual vibe
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| Is draining the life out of my face
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| Lost nine pounds in a week 'cause I got stressed
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| FaceTime my mom in the doctor’s office
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| Wanna lay low, I just wanna lay low for once
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| But not that low 'cause I know myself
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| And that I won’t ever get up again
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| I let go but not that much because
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| Coming close to my dreams is just not
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| Good enough for me, no, no way
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| If I’ma go in, first let me say
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| I’m going all the way
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| I’m going all the way
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| And living again
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| And living again
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| And living again
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| And living a—
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| And Chicago is calling my name now (ooh-ooh)
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| Thank God for a place like home
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| And I’m blocking the memories out now
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| Till they grow dim and old
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| 'Cause the city don’t got no breathing space
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| I’m here on a whim swimming in the same place
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| Outta my mind and the spiritual vibe
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| Is draining the life out of my face
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| Lost nine pounds in a week 'cause I got stressed
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| FaceTime my mom in the doctor’s office
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| Wanna lay low, I just wanna lay low for once
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| But not that low 'cause I know myself
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| And that I won’t ever get up again
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| I let go but not that much because
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| Coming close to your dreams is just not
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| Good enough for me, no, no way
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| If I’ma go in, first let me say
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| I’m going all the way
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| I’m going all the way
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| And living again
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| And living again
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| And living again
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| And living a—
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| I’m not gonna make the same mistakes
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| I’m not in a hurry to make any new friends 'cause
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| All the ones taught me that it’s gold
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| Just sit and watch a move with someone you love so
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| I’m going all the way
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| I’m going all the way
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| And living again
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| And living again
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| And living again
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| I’m going all the way |