| Café du Monde on your T-shirt
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| In your hotel, you’re a sweetheart
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| Mom works two jobs for your new shoes
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| Claiming you kept, but it ain’t true
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| Who know your name, you’re the cool kid
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| Claiming you slept with the new girl
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| But they don’t know she’s an angel
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| Trapped in the eye of a cruel world
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| Should’ve come clean, but you’re too vain
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| Drinking till death to avoid pain
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| Hoping she’s fine but you won’t ever call
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| Now she went up river flow then far away
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| Just so you can never see her face again
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| Oh man
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| Stuck in the web of your lies
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| You look in your soul
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| You dance in the light
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| But you can tell it ain’t cold
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| So tell me what is the price for all of the world
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| When karma catch up
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| And holds you true to your word
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| To gather fate is when you know you should’ve climbed
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| Scatter the pieces of the frame you are inside
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| Coco Chanel number five
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| I smell petty in your future
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| Left those croissants in the old world
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| With your old man, he a loser
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| Just called to say your goodbye
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| Hang up that line, for it’s too much
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| You got a flight in the morning
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| Start a new life in the morning
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| Ring is for sure so you keep it
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| Cash out you life, who you leaving?
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| You ain’t got time to waste
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| When you’re getting old
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| And that grass looks greener from the other side
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| But once you flee the scene
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| You fiend forgotten times that ain’t coming back
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| Stuck in the web of your lies
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| You look in your soul
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| You dance in the light
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| But you can tell it ain’t cold
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| So tell me what is the price for all of the world
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| When karma catch up
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| And holds you true to your word
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| To gather fate is when you know you should’ve climbed
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| Scatter the pieces of the frame you are inside
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| Mm na na
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| Mm na na
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| Mm na na na na
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| Mm na na
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| Mm na na
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| Mm na na na na
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| Rolling too deep
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| Watch where you sleep
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| They coming for you
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| With nothing to lose
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| Death they call harm
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| Enlaced with loss
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| Till you’re caught up
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| Stuck in the web of your lies
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| You look in your soul
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| You dance in the light
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| But you can tell it ain’t cold
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| So tell me what is the price for all of the world
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| When karma catch up
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| And holds you true to your word
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| To gather fate is when you know you should’ve climbed
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| Scatter the pieces of the frame you are inside |