| Pour that cup, roll that blunt
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| Keep on floating 'til your mind get stuck
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| Say what’s real or hold my tongue
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| Keep on floating 'til ya feel messed up
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| Pour that cup, roll that blunt
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| Keep on floating 'til your mind get stuck
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| Say what’s real or hold my tongue
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| Keep on floating 'til ya feel messed up
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| When in doubt settle down
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| It’s hard to see
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| But I’m swimming on painted clouds
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| I’m taking my time move slowly
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| All I knows, what I want
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| And that’s to be free
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| Used to think I wasn’t good enough
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| I couldn’t feel the love
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| But
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| Now I’m making waves
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| Now I’m making waves
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| Now I’m making waves (yeah)
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| Now I’m making waves
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| Now I’m making waves
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| Tired of being tired
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| Ain’t tired of being live
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| Born a Gemini
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| So I’m tired of choosing sides
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| Some drank in my cup
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| Its a habit no crutch
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| Reminiscing on the days
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| When you had my trust
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| Summer nights spent together
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| Saying when I blow up
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| We’d get a house in the hills
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| Somewhere that we could go chill
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| Until my journey got harder
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| And the road got real
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| I was missing for months
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| Metaphorically speaking
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| Mind on all the attention
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| And the love that I’m seeing
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| Blame my ass for the distance
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| But shit I had to go reach it
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| Now the only way you hear me through the speaker, I’m preaching
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| When in doubt settle down
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| It’s hard to see
|
| But I’m swimming on painted clouds
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| I’m taking my time move slowly
|
| All I knows, what I want
|
| And that’s to be free
|
| Used to think I wasn’t good enough
|
| I couldn’t feel the love
|
| But
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| Now I’m making waves
|
| Now I’m making waves
|
| Now I’m making waves (yeah)
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| Now I’m making waves
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| Now I’m making waves |