| Another week I missed the turn off, holiday
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| When nothing seems to make you better
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| At least I’ll take my shirt off
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| New shoes and punching bag to the face
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| It’s new years and there’s not much more I can take
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| I got my game on
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| Rip it like a chainsaw
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| Upper echelon
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| Rip it like a chainsaw
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| Upper echelon
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| Rip it like a chainsaw
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| Upper echelon
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| A full clip but I missed it
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| Lean on my cane
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| Maybe I should take it slow
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| Heaven spent let it roll
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| Maybe I will never know
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| Watch them dance sliding on
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| Read it off the back
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| Off this card that you wrote me in day dreams
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| Waiting in the car
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| All alone off your phone in the backstreet
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| We took a bump that was given
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| On the road easy living
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| And it stoned me
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| Got your pictures out the frame
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| But the memory remains
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| Yeah, you stoned me
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| It strikes anywhere
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| Available, go figure, mother funk
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| In a living nightmare
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| Imma sit tight
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| With my head unclear
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| So break my fall into virtue
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| Showers of money dribbling out the walls
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| I think I’m coming up mil house
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| Breaking through the battered bricks
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| Laughing at the characters
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| Oh, with demonic flows, demonic flows
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| The flowers grow
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| Break the chronicle
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| I lapse, they climb
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| I fall I drop deuterium wasted
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| The «say so»
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| They «say so»
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| I say no
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| Maybe I should take it slow
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| Heaven spent let it roll
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| Maybe I will never know
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| Watch them dance sliding on
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| I’ve had it
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| Being an addict
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| Matter of fact I’m even badder than I was before
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| But it make you feel awesome
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| Boredom inside me no more
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| There is no such thing as perfect security
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| Only varying levels of insecurity
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| Guns drown
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| I’m flipping it
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| I put it to your face
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| I can taste you’re gone
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| Rip it like a chainsaw
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| Upper echelon
|
| Rip it like a chainsaw
|
| Upper echelon
|
| Rip it like a chainsaw
|
| Upper echelon
|
| A full clip but I missed it
|
| Lean on my cane
|
| Read it off the back
|
| Off this card that you wrote me in day dreams
|
| Waiting in the car
|
| All alone off your phone in the backstreet
|
| We took a bump that was given
|
| On the road easy living
|
| And it stoned me
|
| Got your pictures out the frame
|
| But the memory remains
|
| Yeah, you stoned me
|
| Read it off the back
|
| Off this card that you wrote me in day dreams
|
| Waiting in the car
|
| All alone off your phone in the backstreet
|
| We took a bump that was given
|
| On the road easy living
|
| And it stoned me
|
| Got your pictures out the frame
|
| But the memory remains
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| Yeah, you stoned me
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| I’m either way
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| Educating to the streets the facts of life
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| Yeah, what ya gon' do now?
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| It’s way too emotional
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| I’m either way
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| Educating to the streets the facts of life
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| Yeah, what ya gon' do now?
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| It’s way too emotional
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| (Another week I missed the turn off, holiday
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| When nothing seems to make you better
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| At least I’ll take my shirt off) |