| Too much water will make you sink
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| But enough is gonna save you
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| I’m tryna get to the bottom of this bottle
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| Like I’m looking for something
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| Hollow people all around
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| I think they’re looking for someone
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| Or something to give them love and fill 'em up
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| But I met a couple people and thought
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| Is love still enough? |
| Fuck it
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| Hate harbors in the heart like an anchor
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| Bad shit is the captain of that ship
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| They’re just the sailor
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| Society sucking the substance out of their soul
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| They don’t wanna be themselves 'cause they don’t know themselves
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| The mold, whatever role, it’s how they associate
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| And how they assimilate to the bullshit they tryna penetrate
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| You tell me that you’re real but you’ve been a fake
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| No parental guidance so you looking up to Kimmy Yeah
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| Eating up with the TV shows, you with the dinner plate
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| Ignorance with a side of intellect
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| We try to integrate, welcome to America
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| Home of whatever’s in your face
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| Land of the slaves, paralyzed by product
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| Power mixed with persistance can be poison if you don’t watch it
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| And know when it’s time to pause it, stop it
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| Take a breath, this is me talking to myself
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| I’m just flying towards the truth, this is me talking to myself
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| Walk through it |