| Hey, love, how ya holding up?
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| I know it’s been a minute
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| It’s just me, so open up, come on open up
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| I know that you don’t think that you’re good enough
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| But you’re good enough
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| So if we don’t dream bout' the same things
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| I better ask myself, damn
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| Who am I, who am I, who am I?
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| And what am I, what am I gonna do?
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| I’d go to the ends of the fucking earth
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| You can find me at the edge of the world
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| Or you can find me if you open your heart
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| You can find me (find me)
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| You can find me, yeah
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| You can find me when you’re loving the stars
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| You can find me when you’re falling apart
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| You can find me (find me)
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| You can find me, yeah, yeah
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| Hey, kid, I know you been making plans with the devil
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| And I hate to break it to ya, but he ain’t your friend
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| I know that you don’t think that you’re dope enough
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| Huh, that you’re cool enough, oh
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| But I know we dream about the same things, so ask yourself who |