| Sometimes I like a little rain on a sunny day
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| Sometimes I like a little pain and to run away
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| Sometimes I wish I could explain what they done to me
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| But I don’t even know myself what I’m gonna say
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| It’s like seventy degrees, 'bout to go outside
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| I been waiting for the spring, maybe it could lift me
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| Ain’t seen friends in a minute, I don’t know my guys
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| I been inside with my girl, only one that gets me, yeah
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| Know that that’s cliché
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| But we all deserve a little sappy happy day
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| New York senate’s always got the sun involved
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| I worry 'bout the day I have no one to call, yeah
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| I think about that all the time
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| Make progressions then I always seem to fall behind
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| Was a skeptic but thought no way we could all be blind
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| Until they see and now I’m like nah, we ain’t gon' all be fine, yeah
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| But I got reason to believe that the sun gon' shine
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| Reason to believe I might let things go
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| Think it’s all a scheme when my rhyme don’t climb
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| Afraid of losing steam, gotta let wings grow, yeah
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| La-la-la-la-la-la, hey hey
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| Think we might gone too far
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| But I can’t fix it all today
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| Today, today
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| La-la-la-la-la
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| Tryna hammer and wrench shit that needs finessing
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| In an era when we treat facts like suggestions
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| I’d like to leave my care behind and it’s tempting
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| But this little soul of mine, oh my, he’s relentless
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| Used to babysit their feelings then I would fence sit
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| Now I’m on the other side like fuck it guys I meant it
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| Yeah, that fresh air smell made me pensive
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| Make me feel I could at least forgive if not forget shit
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| 'Cause I think I really might make it
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| Out where I thought I’d be stuck
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| And I ain’t really tryna fake it
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| No more, no, it’s all about the love, yeah
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| And I’ve seen it and felt it
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| I’ve caught a glimpse free without selfish
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| And if I can’t build a home there before the ice caps melted
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| Well, shit, at least I got
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| Reason to believe that the sun gon' shine
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| Reason to believe I might let things go
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| Think it’s all a scheme when my rhyme don’t climb
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| Afraid of losing steam, gotta let wings grow, yeah
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| La-la-la-la-la-la, hey hey
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| Think we might gone too far
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| But I can’t fix it all today |