| I do not know why I would go
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| In front of you and hide my soul
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| 'Cause you’re the only one who knows it,
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| Yeah, you’re the only one who knows it
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| And I will hide behind my pride
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| Don’t know why I think I could lie
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| 'Cause there’s a screen on my chest
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| Yeah, there’s a screen on my chest
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| I’m standing in front of you
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| I’m standing in front of you
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| I’m trying to be so cool
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| Everything together trying to be so cool
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| I can’t see past my own nose, I’m seeing everything in slo-mo
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| Look out below crashing down to the ground just like a vertical locomotive
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| That’s a train. |
| Am I painting the picture that’s in my brain?
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| A train from the sky, locomotive, my motives are insane
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| My flow’s not great, OK, I conversate with people
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| Who know if I flow on a song I’ll get no radio play
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| While you’re doing fine, there’s some people and I
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| Who have a really tough time getting through this life
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| So excuse us while we sing to the sky.
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| I’m standing in front of you
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| I’m standing in front of you
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| I’m trying to be so cool
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| Everything together trying to be so cool
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| Ooh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
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| Oh-ooh-oh…
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| We’re broken
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| We’re broken
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| We’re broken
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| We’re broken people, oh.
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| We’re broken people, oh.
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| Yeah
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| We’re broken
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| We’re broken
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| We’re broken
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| We’re broken people, oh.
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| We’re broken people, oh.
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| I’m standing in front of you
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| I’m standing in front of you
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| I’m trying to be so cool
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| Everything together trying to be so cool |