| I don’t wanna see no mo' reality
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| All I want is gettin' fucked up and see
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| It’s not the first time I feel this way since I
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| Gotta come through without’cha
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| Sometimes I’m clear in my head again
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| When I remember you it was forgotten
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| I don’t wanna see no mo' reality
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| I got a key to the door for a place where
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| Nobody knows me
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| I don’t wanna name when the days fast the same anyway
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| Hannah, I feel if I’m lonesome
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| And now
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| How it feels to be
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| Moving away far from the games people play
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| And I’m gonna define without’cha, without’cha
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| I’m gonna define without’cha, without’cha
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| My old bought a ship
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| And he sailed away
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| And he never came back, but
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| That’s how life is — they say — down here — I know now
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| Once everything is in
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| The Lord’s gonna make it show up
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| He’s the only one to make it all happen, gonna happen
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| You don’t wanna feel no mo' reality
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| You to stay home friends by the screen through the red rye
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| But me, I’m a soul left alone and I don’t know where to go
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| And you don’t feel safe around me
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| When I try to get close ya
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| I wanna feel ya
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| I wanna get close ya
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| I wanna feel ya
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| I wanna get close ya
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| I wanna feel ya
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| I wanna get close ya
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| reality
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| realityyy |