| Looking through my camera roll and all I see is has-been's
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| The future’s looking bright but I’m stuck here in the past tense
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| Time is always wasted
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| And my mind’s always racing
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| Music is my medicine
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| It’s my antidepressant, yeah
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| Looking through my camera roll and all I see is has-been's
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| The future’s looking bright but I’m stuck here in the past tense
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| Time is always wasted
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| And my mind’s always racing
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| Music is my medicine
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| It’s my antidepressant, yeah
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| Everytime look into the past, always come back empty
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| Everytime I dream about the future, why I feel so empty
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| I’m just moving steady tryna find my break
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| In a world, where my life is what they all tryna take
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| I don’t know when imma start
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| I wanna know to begin
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| I wanna look at my life in the future and say that I lived and I always repent
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| Father I know and I want to forgive but I know that I’m stuck with my sin
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| That’s cause I always grew up with this conflict inside, it’s fighting
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| Identity crisis within
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| But that’s a lie
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| He says he’s wanting to fight
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| I say that I am more likely to fly |
| The Devil is playing these games mind, yeah
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| I don’t know where Imma go
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| I don’t know where Imma hide
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| You see that I built up this tower and built up my pride
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| But it’ll be gone when I die, yeah
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| Looking through my camera roll and all I see is has-been's
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| The future’s looking bright but I’m stuck here in the past tense
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| Time is always wasted
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| And my mind’s always racing
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| Music is my medicine
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| It’s my antidepressant, yeah
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| Looking through my camera roll and all I see is has-been's
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| The future’s looking bright but I’m stuck here in the past tense
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| Time is always wasted
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| And my mind’s always racing
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| Music is my medicine
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| It’s my antidepressant, yeah
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| Growing up I never knew what to say
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| I never knew how to take it
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| I never knew what to do when these people would tell me to go home and die in
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| my blanket
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| I never knew how to fit in
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| Cause a misfit knows how to standout
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| But now they got nerves to hit me up while I have made it
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| Not taking handouts
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| I never knew I would make it this far
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| Cause I’m making a change and I’m flipping my cards |
| And they realized that I had a full flush
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| So they wanna hop on the wave while I’m being a star
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| I ain’t there yet but I’ll make it I know I feel it
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| It’s flowing through all of my veins now
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| People saying that I’m fake now
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| But I ask them, why you change now?
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| Is it because of the money?
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| Is it because of the fame?
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| I don’t have either and I don’t care how big I get
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| I will always be faithful to whom I was made
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| I’mma stay true to myself
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| I’mma stay true to the people who gave me a cell
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| And picked me up whenever I fell
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| And do that til I’m hearing the ring of the bell
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| Looking through my camera roll and all I see is has-been's
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| The future’s looking bright but I’m stuck here in the past tense
|
| Time is always wasted
|
| And my mind’s always racing
|
| Music is my medicine
|
| It’s my antidepressant, yeah
|
| Looking through my camera roll and all I see is has-been's
|
| The future’s looking bright but I’m stuck here in the past tense
|
| Time is always wasted
|
| And my mind’s always racing
|
| Music is my medicine
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| It’s my antidepressant, yeah |