A pair of dark headlights
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I'm not blinded by bright light
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My white blues takes away at that time
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So easily accustomed to the dark
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I got used to the dark so easily
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It's so hard to forget the coldness of their hearts
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I got used to the dark so easily
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But I came out of a coma into a bright light
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A pair of dark headlights
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I'm not blinded by bright light
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My white blues takes away at that time
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So easily accustomed to the dark
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I got used to the dark so easily
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It's so hard to forget the coldness of their hearts
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I got used to the dark so easily
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But I came out of a coma into a bright light
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The code does not change: 8−1-2, P, Saint. |
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Who is the family in this game, and how much love they can give
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Kitty has a cold heart - ice and scorched Louis
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Yes, she shakes her cool, ah, I rhyme well
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Because I live like this, fed up to the very throat, to the very Adam's apple
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And on an empty stomach, all because I live like this, I
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Grandmas can't turn a gibbon into a God, you greedy bastard
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Yes, I'm used to the dark and I know how difficult it is to get out of there
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I move calmly like a Buddha
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Don't speak your teeth to me, don't speak your teeth
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I told you you didn't believe, now they're soaking it up everywhere
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Fuck the old schemes t-t-now they soak it up everywhere
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Yes, I'm used to the dark and I know how difficult it is to get out of there
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Smokey
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A pair of dark headlights
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I'm not blinded by bright light
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My white blues takes away at that time
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So easily accustomed to the dark
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I got used to the dark so easily
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It's so hard to forget the coldness of their hearts
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I got used to the dark so easily
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But I came out of a coma into a bright light
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A pair of dark headlights
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I'm not blinded by bright light
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My white blues takes away at that time
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So easily accustomed to the dark
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I got used to the dark so easily
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It's so hard to forget the coldness of their hearts
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I got used to the dark so easily
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But I came out of a coma into a bright light
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You can play with death
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But her hood will not come out to try on
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Formed on Wu-Tang, climbed 36 steps
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And you can shoot once
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And this season to fuck their membranes,
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But real talent, brother
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In my opinion, hang at least five
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They think so rough as to snatch
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I think about the future, my conscience is clear, I sleep soundly
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Even if under my bed, a terrible monster
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I remember how I left the body
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Hung a meter from the floor and that same evening
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Drunk fucked her with such feeling
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As if he was going to marry
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Countryman, for a warm place under the sun
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You are probably ready to bury me,
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But karma is already around the corner, waiting for the moment
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To punch convincingly
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Convince me with criticism, son, make me laugh with fucking jokes
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I'm used to the dark, I barely fucking got out and believe it's creepy there
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A pair of dark headlights
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I'm not blinded by bright light
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My white blues takes away at that time
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So easily accustomed to the dark
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I got used to the dark so easily
|
It's so hard to forget the coldness of their hearts
|
I got used to the dark so easily
|
But I came out of a coma into a bright light
|
A pair of dark headlights
|
I'm not blinded by bright light
|
My white blues takes away at that time
|
So easily accustomed to the dark
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I got used to the dark so easily
|
It's so hard to forget the coldness of their hearts
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I got used to the dark so easily
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But I came out of a coma into a bright light |