| No fear, I’m standing right here
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| Eyes peer, with my mind clear, never look rear
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| Only up, never down, off the ground
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| Till I’m found, hear the sound, listen to me now
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| As the beat pounds every ounce
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| Of my effort pouring out, so you never have a doubt
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| Do you like me now? |
| Am I good enough now?
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| Should I get more loud, till you hear the fucking sound?
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| Oh no, I’m losing my shit again
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| Having a fit again, man, I’m forgetting when
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| I used to have some friends, I used to play pretend
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| We all grow up and then, hating my phone and trends
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| I’m 'bout to blow my head, nobody knows I’m dead
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| Fear I’m a ghost instead, think that I’m close, I get
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| Straight comatose in bed, try to go slow with breath
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| Breathe out my nose and head, heart doesn’t go the trend
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| Faster it goes instead
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Take it right now, before you get lost, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Write your own story, you control the plot, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Could drop dead now of a fucking blood clot, yeah
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| One shot, give it all you got
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| And never back down, no, I’m never gonna stop, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Take it right now, before you get lost, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Write your own story, you control the plot, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Could drop dead now of a fucking blood clot, yeah
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| One shot, give it all you got
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| And never back down, no, I’m never gonna stop, yeah
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| I know that I’m a little OCD
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| The people close to me already know that’s me
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| That’s how it’s supposed to, 'cause nobody’s perfect
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| You need something to work towards that’s worth it
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| You need something that’s worth more, you deserve it
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| Find that thing that you love, then preserve it
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| If you heading down the wrong path, then reverse it
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| Put your head down and, dammit, start working
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| 'cause we all need a little bit of hope to help us cope
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| As we go down this road on our own
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| Never knowing where it goes, always wonder if we’re close
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| Always wonder if we chose the right fork' in the road, who knows?
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| You don’t, I don’t, is everybody stoned? |
| I groan
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| 'cause I’m sick of mediocrity, where’s the quality?
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| Everything’s about quantity, ironically
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| We feed our minds constantly but don’t think logically, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Take it right now, before you get lost, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Write your own story, you control the plot, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Could drop dead now of a fucking blood clot, yeah
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| One shot, give it all you got
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| And never back down, no, I’m never gonna stop, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Take it right now, before you get lost, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Write your own story, you control the plot, yeah
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| One shot, that’s all you got
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| Could drop dead now of a fucking blood clot, yeah
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| One shot, give it all you got
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| And never back down, no, I’m never gonna stop, yeah |