| Just like breaking in the middle of
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| Hanging out sounds so familiar
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| Used to see you as the superior
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| Little child hope for the real one
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| Then I got a feel of the real love
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| And it comes with a backpack devotion
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| And you know it slipped off my shoulder
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| Gave all I had for nothing at all
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| I can finally
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| Think of time physically
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| I can finally
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| Think of love easily, yeah
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| Was a time I met the superior
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| He just bent over my shoulder
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| Used to pray, hope for a miracle
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| Two thumbs up for making me cynical
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| Then I got a feel of the real love
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| And it comes with a backpack devotion
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| And you know it slipped off my shoulder
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| Gave all I had for nothing at all
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| I can finally
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| Think of time physically
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| I can finally
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| Think of love easily, yeah
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| Better be cruising on tonight
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| Ain’t gonna be no slip 'n slide
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| Even if I lose you mama
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| Gonna shake that blues tonight
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| Thinking about the alphabet
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| Trying to play myself up dead
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| You should do something
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| Just instead of, fill those tears tonight
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| I can finally
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| Think of time physically
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| I can finally
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| Think of love easily, yeah |