| Yuh
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| Yuh
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| Yuh-uh
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| Syringe
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| I find a way away from most who try to do the same
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| Locked in the world where you won’t find any kind of escape
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| I don’t choose the fate, my footsteps never crumble away
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| Stepping in the chair, wake up, then lower myself to the floor
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| Nothing more (Nothing more)
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| What a bore (What a bore)
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| Living life this way is a chore (Is a chore)
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| Let it grow, just to let you know
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| When things get cold, I wanna be the one you hold
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| Any day, any weather, anyway
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| This life isn’t for those who share my shame
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| Get away, because for eternity, our reality turns gray
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| Wandering the night, without a fight, it’s just the insomnia (Ayy-uh)
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| Level with me here, don’t let my fire burn ya (Yuh)
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| Wandering the night, without a fight, it’s just the insomnia (Ayy-uh)
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| Level with me here, don’t let my fire burn ya (Ayy-ah, ayy-ah-ah)
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| Don’t let my fire burn ya
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| (Uh, uh, ah, uh, ah)
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| Don’t let my fire burn ya
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| (Uh) |