| Steal from 'em when you’re late for rent
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| Knowin' when you get it that it’s dated, spent
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| But still you keep on tickin never watchin the game
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| And every day your livin seems almost the same
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| Got to keep you head up, hard to breathe down there
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| At the bottom of the ocean baby nobody cares
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| But you keep on rollin when they keep on reelin
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| And if you catch the sun
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| You know you might catch that feelin
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| But you
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| You never know when that feelin may go
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| And sometimes
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| You’ll never realize the fire in your eyes
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| You may never ever walk in another man’s shoes
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| But still you gotta
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| Taken the time find your mind
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| Find a reason to choose
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| Give to 'em when they want they need
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| Steppin on the other side watch ya feet
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| But still ya see G.L.A.S.S
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| When you’re cut you bleed
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| And everybody knows
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| You can’t believe what you read
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| Got to step aside if ya wrong ya wrong
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| But if you turn the other cheek
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| Would we all get along
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| It’s the same question
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| We all keep crying
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| Or do you know the answer
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| And we all keep denying
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| But you
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| You never know when that feelin may go
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| And sometimes
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| You’ll never realize the fire in your eyes
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| You may never ever walk in another man’s shoes
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| But still you gotta
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| Taken the time find your mind
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| Find a reason to choose
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| 6 billion in the world today
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| People fighting and their fussing
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| Earth rottin away
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| Now it’s gotten to the point and I was wantin to say
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| Take a minute stop, relax and pause and pray
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| You can’t dance with the devil in the pale moon light
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| Who’s wrong, who’s right, you
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| I don’t wanna fight you
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| Wanna stand tall, gotta be the role model
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| But it’s hard to find the answer in the bottom of a bottle
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| But you
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| You never know when that feelin may go
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| And sometimes
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| You’ll never realize the fire in your eyes
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| You may never ever walk in another man’s shoes
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| But still you gotta
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| Taken the time find your mind
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| Find a reason to choose
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| Let’s shed a little light on this situation
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| I got nothing left, but the time I’m wasting
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| I got nothing left to give but the flavor you’re tasting
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| Trying to run fast but the rats are racing
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| And I’m chasing these dreams like I’m chasing these papes
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| Like I’m chasing the times that are changing your fate
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| All you need is a lil elbow grease when you’re scraping by trying to rise rise
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| til you scrape the sky
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| So pick me up pick me up get high, high
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| So pick me up pick me up get high, high
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| You never know when that feelin may go
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| And sometimes
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| You’ll never realize the fire in your eyes
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| You may never ever walk in another man’s shoes
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| But still you gotta
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| Taken the time find your mind
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| Find a reason to choose |