| If you can see me
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| Then you’re probably a little too close
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| So you think you could love me
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| Well, you gotta be stronger than most
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| ‘Cause my ex didn’t like it, didn’t like it
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| No, my friends they don’t like it, they don’t like it
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| Somebody remind me when’s the right time
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| When’s the right time to let go
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| Dear, whoever the fuck is listenin'
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| Tell me of the pleasures of bein' a normal citizen
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| ‘Cos all these fittings and Vivian’s keepin' me from fittin' in
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| Why do I feel safer on stage than in my own livin' room?
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| My grandma say that if I leave my drink I shouldn’t sip again
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| This tour has got me feelin' tired like I’m itchin'
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| And I even though it’s physical differences and my silly feelings
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| That’s why I feel so down even at the top of the River Thames
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| If you can see me
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| Then you’re probably a little too close
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| So you think you could love me
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| Well, you gotta be stronger than most
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| ‘Cause my ex didn’t like it, didn’t like it
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| No, my friends they don’t like it, they don’t like it
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| Somebody remind me when’s the right time
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| When’s the right time to let go
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| Dear, whoever the fuck is witnessin'
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| Disturbin' London independent black businessman
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| Based on the work and the effort I’m gonna give this year
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| Everybody’s gettin' the presents they want for Christmas, yeah
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| Life is only ninety nine winters
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| So I’m tryna bond with daddy even though I don’t like dinners
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| Don’t be confused by my image, I’m no fuckin' public pin-up
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| But my heart won’t let me say no to a picture
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| If you can see me
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| Then you’re probably a little too close
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| So you think you could love me
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| Well, you gotta be stronger than most
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| ‘Cause my ex didn’t like it, didn’t like it
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| No, my friends they don’t like it, they don’t like it
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| Somebody remind me when’s the right time
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| When’s the right time to let go
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| Uh, dear whoever the fuck is, fuck it
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| This is Disc-Overy, hate it or love it
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| I’m now officially the property of the public
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| Since licensin' my album
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| And signin' a deal to be published
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| But none of these songs are written for me, nor am I a puppet
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| Journalists come for interviews but don’t stay on the subject
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| Yeah, no, yeah, are we done yet?
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| Questions you’ve asked me hundreds
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| Now can you grant me some rest?
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| Because I’m tired of it, I’m livin' out my dream
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| And I’m tired from it
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| I’d die for it if music needed savin'
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| Music’s where my heart is, I’m alive for it, I promise
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| I’m never liked my heart might break
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| Here in the dark, yeah we’ll be safe
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| I don’t care, no looking back
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| I’ve never been, never been this far from home
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| If you can see me
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| Then you’re probably a little too close
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| So you think you could love me
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| Well, you gotta be stronger than most
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| ‘Cause my ex didn’t like it, didn’t like it
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| No, my friends they don’t like it, they don’t like it
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| Somebody remind me when’s the right time
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| When’s the right time to let go
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| When’s the right time to let go |