| Eh! |
| Eh! |
| Eh! |
| Eh!
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| Eh! |
| Eh! |
| Eh! |
| Eh!
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| No no no no no no (Eh! Eh! Eh! Eh!)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Eh! Eh! Eh! Eh!)
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| A loser hides behind a mask of my disguise,
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| And who I am today is worse than other times,
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| You don't know what I've done, I'm wanted and on the run.
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| I'm wanted and on the run.
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| So I'm taking this moment to live in the future
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| Release me from the present,
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| I'm obsessing all these questions,
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| Why I'm in denial that they tried the suicidal session,
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| Please use discretion when you're messing with the message, man,
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| These lyrics aren't for everyone, only few understand.
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| Eh! |
| Eh! |
| Eh! |
| Eh!
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| Eh! |
| Eh! |
| Eh! |
| Eh!
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| No no no no no no (Eh! Eh! Eh! Eh!)
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (Eh! Eh! Eh! Eh!)
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| You don't know my brain the way you know my name,
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| You don't know my heart the way you know my face,
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| You don't know what I've done, I'm wanted and on the run.
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| I'm wanted and on the run.
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| So I'm taking this moment to live in the future
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| Release me from the present,
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| I'm obsessing all these questions,
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| Why I'm in denial that they tried the suicidal session,
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| Please use discretion when you're messing with the message, man,
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| These lyrics aren't for everyone, only few understand.
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| My people singing
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| My people singing
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| Hope you're dead
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| 'Cause how could you sleep at a time like this,
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| People, they rhyme like this,
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| We're all impressed by this,
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| They rip it, flip it,
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| But these are just triplets,
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| Wrote this in three minutes, three words to a line,
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| It's just poetry divided.
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| I'm the kind of guy
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| Who takes every moment he knows he confided in music to use it
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| For others to use it,
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| You're dead
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| 'Cause how could you sleep at a time like this.
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| Life is up here, but you comment below,
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| And the comments will always become common motivation to promote
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| Your show's next episode,
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| So your brain knows to keep going even though hope is far from this moment,
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| But you and I know it gets better when morning finally rears its head.
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| Together we're losers,
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| Remember the future,
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| Remember the morning is when night is dead.
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| Release me from the present,
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| I'm obsessing all these questions,
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| Why I'm in denial that they tried the suicidal session,
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| Please use discretion when you're messing with the message, man,
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| These lyrics aren't for everyone, only few understand.
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| Please use discretion when you're messing with the message, man,
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| These lyrics aren't for everyone, only few understand.
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| My people singing
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| My people singing
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| My people singing |