| Yeah
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| That’s right
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Must have been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Inhale every breath
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| Like a second before your death
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| Cause I love you to the end
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| And the spirit-world begins
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| Step into the other side
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| Legendary do or die
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| Suicide
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| Who am I
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| Unless I take the devil’s eye
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Must have been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Listen to these words now
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| Listen these words shall
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| Sunspot make it to the holy land, Skirrrrd!!!
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| Watch the road
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| And every time you sold your soul
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| Played yourself
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| Yo
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| When you didn’t have to
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| No!
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| I won’t take that
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| Like a blow
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| In Genoa, Italy
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| Globalization woes
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| If Banana Republic run your broken Republic
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| You suck corporate dick
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| Slow death
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| Sweatshops
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| The government lowers countries minimum wage
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| To bait companies to their way
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| And what can you say
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| When you living off of three dollars a day
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| In a house made of clay
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| We play house like stupid puppets
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| Say everything to push buttons the way
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| Love creates the feeling to slay
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| Oneself
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| Play oneself
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| I can’t say I dealt
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| I felt like shit
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| I felt like hit
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| Me with the bullet
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| Take my spirit
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| Pull it
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| Out my body
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| Pull it
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| Out in front of everybody
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| Prove your point
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| Unemotionally I walk the streets
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| Devoted to eternity
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| In this broken society
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| Broken chronic weed inside of me
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| Has mixed this energy
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| Intensity
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| To where there’s no stoppin' me
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| Stoppin' me
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Must have been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| This is for the times that we lost
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| Cause we all live here
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| Lost
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| This is the times that we lost
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| Cause we all live here
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| Lost
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Must have been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| I miss you like I miss dope hip-hop
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| It just stopped and got all diluted
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| Convoluted
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| Unrooted
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| So the resistance fights for hopes the new day
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| New ways to freak the speak who lays
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| Lyrical food trays
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| Feed the people the culture
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| Seed the feeble poachers
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| My brains like ivory
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| My Novocain mentality
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| Too many nights on Ecstasy
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| It’s so hard to see
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| Beauty when it’s not me
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| Adrenelaine like he
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| Pain up in me
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| Anger helps me free what they try to do to me on TV
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| Playing me socially
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| Scared of we
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| Living out a stereotype and glamour tonight
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| I’mma be
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| What you could never be
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| I’mma let you see
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| What you thought you could never see
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| I be who the fuck I am when you scared to be
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| Within originality
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| While suckas O. D
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| And become a broke-ass O. G
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| You try to fuck me
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| Like the 2008 Olympics
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| And Tibet ain’t free
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| You ain’t looking out for me
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| You looking out for greed
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| So until your ass see
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| We revolutionary
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| As we step in the store keep it running and don’t you dumb-ass be scary
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| Must have been something you said
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| I just died in your arms tonight
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| This is for the times that we lost
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| Cause we all live here
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| Lost
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| This is the times that we lost
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| Cause we all live here
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| Lost
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| «Hey»
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| «Hey»
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| «So — I guess this is goodbye, huh?»
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| «I want you to forgive me»
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| «For what?»
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| «For this.» |