| See no evil
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| Hear no evil
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| Speak no evil
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| Guess we’re all just people
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| See no evil
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| Hear no evil
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| Speak no evil
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| Guess we’re all just
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| Isolated
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| We find comfort in our isolation
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| Refuse attention
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| Just so we can tell the man we made it
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| Or man we faded
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| Traded soul slated in our skin
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| Fake tan created as of lately I’ve been feeling thin
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| Too emotional for these relationships
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| My relation dips
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| Correlates to that late night fish and chips
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| With a cola
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| While the youngsters pushing coca
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| Hungry for acceptance
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| Man I wish I told you
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| Time is of the essence
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| Question’s how you spent it
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| Went from nick nocks and train hops
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| To slip knots and gin shots
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| Now we’re riding 'til our rims stop
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| Smoking, hiding in the drop-top and what-not
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| Essence as an adolescent
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| Jumping fences in crop tops
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| Pop into shop
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| I need a gum drop
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| Lessons never learned till the sun drop
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| Swear the fun don’t stop
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| Wait stop
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| Sorry man I thought that was the cops
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| See it’s hard to stay inside her
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| When your aspirations are higher than your mental state
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| I was in a mental place |
| Heart fermented from an ex’s taste
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| Like a lizard forked tongue in another one
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| While she was caught with other ones
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| And thank god she caught me
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| ‘Cause now I got something to write something to read
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| You told me
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| That time comes and it goes
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| And I’m another one left out in the rain
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| You told me
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| That life has more to bring
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| Yet I’m another one left to dry in the wind
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| Wind shakes the leaves as the seasons change the colour
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| Mouth never speaks about the changes of a brother
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| Destined to discover a resting place
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| Aspirations, bitter taste as a mother plans your fate
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| Schools to degrees
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| Fools on the street
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| The ghouls that we meet
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| I just wanna sleep
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| Find me where the brothers be
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| The only place I feel relaxed enough to breathe
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| Coughing and wheezing on the greed beneath
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| Smile from streets
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| From false teeth
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| False sense of security
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| Double tapping on screens
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| I just wanna be myself but this world makes it mean
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| At thirteen
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| Wishing I was sixteen
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| At eighteen
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| Wishing I was nineteen
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| At twenty
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| I don’t know how life seems |
| We race to the next till we fall from daydreams
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| Depict scenes of big dreams
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| Trouble maker in tight jeans
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| They say cut from cloth but it’s tight seams
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| They told me I could be someone but the nights freeze
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| Nineteen gave his mind to Sertraline
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| Seems our lives can change
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| As the rhyme reads
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| The dry breeze flows by the crime scenes of diaries in mid-teens
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| Miss the mother’s tarts and whip cream
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| Now a love is tarnished, define these
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| I find this life to full of beauty
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| But truly
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| Don’t stop and watch 'cause these scenes always pass like a movie
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| Like a movie
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| You told me
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| That time comes and it goes
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| And I’m another one left out in the rain
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| You told me
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| That life has more to bring
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| Yet I’m another one left to dry in the wind
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| You’re breathing
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| Can see it
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| Keep breathing
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| Believe it
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| You’re breathing
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| Can hear it
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| You’re meaning
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| You feel it
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| You told me
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| That time comes and it goes
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| And I’m another one left out in the rain
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| You told me
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| That life has more to bring
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| Yet I’m another one left to dry in the wind
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| See no evil |
| Hear no evil
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| Speak no evil
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| See no evil
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| Hear no evil
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| We’re all just people |