| I still can’t rely on your love
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| So I’m brushin' the dirt off my shoulders
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| I guess I was high off the buzz
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| I was drunk, now I’m searching for sober
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| Oh oh whoa oh whoa
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| Girl, your love is addictive, yeah, your love is addictive, girl,
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| your love is the dope
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| It was getting me lifted, it was getting me lifted, now I feel like a hoax
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| Yeah, I feel like a dickhead, yeah, I feel like a dickhead, yo, that’s par for
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| the course
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| I was asleep on that comatose, but I awoke from that overdose
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| You were one in a million, that’s what I thought, though I got cold feet,
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| I got frozen toes
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| Just as sure as the cold wind blows, can’t feel my face, you’re that dose of
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| coke, better blow my nose
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| But my nose done grown, I told more lies than Pinocchio
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| But that’s just life when your life’s on drugs, tried to hold you close but I
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| can’t quite cope
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| Yo, I might just ghost, hit the open road, somewhere so remote, no remote
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| controls
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| No DVD’s, flat screen TV’s, plus no 4G for my mobile phone
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| I just write quotes from my mobile home, the homeboys gloat like,
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| 'I told you so'
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| But your love’s like white, got me wired all night, how’d I get so high when I
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| feel so low?
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| I still can’t rely on your love
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| So I’m brushin' the dirt off my shoulders
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| I guess I was high off the buzz
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| I was drunk, now I’m searching for sober
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| Oh oh whoa oh whoa
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| She said, «I like the way you fuck me, Tuk, too bad you’ll trust me but», I said
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| If you ever learn to love me we can share a little more than company, oh snap
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| Nothing’s ever that simple, I’d hold back, but I really can’t sit still
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| Cold facts you’re just into for a quick fix, soul clap, I’m in it 'cause I
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| think you are a big deal
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| I swear an angel answered my prayers, she came to my aid when she saw the pain
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| on my face
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| Now she’s standing right there, running her hand through my hair,
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| saving my grace
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| And healing my wounds, she is my queen bee, speaking my truth, I dare
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| You can place your feet in my shoes indeed, you can even have the keys to my
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| room, it’s free, see if I care
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| Yeah, best believe that I do, take a look in these eyes, they’re lookin' at you
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| I’m right here, I hope you don’t mind when I stare, I’ve been gettin' ideas,
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| gettin' hooked on that view, «like yeah»
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| My God, my gosh, there we are at it again, I guess, yeah
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| You’ll be leaving once you get what you want, but to be honest that is never
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| quiet clear
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| I still can’t rely on your love
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| So I’m brushin' the dirt off my shoulders
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| I guess I was high off the buzz
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| I was drunk, now I’m searching for sober
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| I guess that I overdosed
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| Oh oh whoa oh whoa |