| Back myself in a corner, just to fight my way out.
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| Bothered by my persona, fake friends run their mouth.
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| Have of them fucking goners, other half, just don’t count.
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| It’s cool, I’ll be a stoner, be a guy on the couch.
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| I’ll be alright,
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| I-I'll be alright,
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| I got myself some whiskey, enough to last tonight.
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| I’ll be alright,
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| I-I'll be alright,
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| I got some darker shades, for these brighter nights.
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| We let these biters bite, gonna get up and I’ll take the stage.
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| I’ve got no face to save, no bridge to pave, I’m nothing but a paper slave.
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| But I play this ancient game, like I’ve never had a piece or something,
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| So I’m keeping all my speakers bumpin', for the ones, who waking up,
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| and keep us plugged in.
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| I’ll be alright,
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| I’ll, I’ll be alright,
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| I got myself some whiskey, enough to last tonight.
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| I’ll be alright,
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| I’ll, I’ll be alright,
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| I got some darker shades, for these brighter nights.
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| You may be dangerous, but I don’t see you.
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| You may be gods to them, to us you’re see through.
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| We tryin' to take the day, 'cause ain’t nothing left to take.
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| No longer have to wait, he live in shorter days with,
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| Darker shades, darker shades, darker shades for a brighter night.
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| Darker shades, darker shades, darker shades for a brighter night.
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| They say that we too rowdy, carry a dead man’s rhymes.
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| Miami’s got these vices, I can’t get out my mind.
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| Everyday walk a wasteland, wasting our urban life.
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| Lately my mind is racing, but there’s no finish line.
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| I’ll be alright,
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| I-I'll be alright,
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| I got myself some whiskey, enough to last tonight.
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| I’ll be alright,
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| I-I'll be alright,
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| I got some darker shades, for these brighter nights.
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| We look with hyper-sights, see you nothing to the future still.
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| Giving dummies a bit of bloody confronted with a couple buddies if you tryin'
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| to shoot to kill.
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| This here’s no movie reel, no cool hand luke appeal.
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| Though the youth is real, you gotta move to still survive when they want a new
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| garfields.
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| I’ll be alright,
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| I’ll, I’ll be alright,
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| I got myself some whiskey, enough to last tonight.
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| I’ll be alright,
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| I’ll, I’ll be alright,
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| I got some darker shades, for these brighter nights.
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| You may be dangerous, but I don’t see you.
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| You may be gods to them, to us you’re see through.
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| We tryin' to take the day, 'cause ain’t nothing left to take.
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| No longer have to wait, he live in shorter days with,
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| Darker shades, darker shades, darker shades for a brighter night.
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| Darker shades, darker shades, darker shades for a brighter night. |