| You gotta look into yourself first
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| Getting caught up in that grudge
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| Only thinking about that «was» lead to self hurt
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| Imagine every wrong you did
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| Following behind forever for as long you live
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| You can forge for the future, forgive for the futile
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| Face that refusal, you’ll forget at your funeral
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| Nobody wanna stay in their mistakes
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| And none of that shit will matter pushing daisies in your grave
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| So I’m on that apologetic, sick of living hollow, stressing
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| Brother you don’t gotta sweat it
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| Mother chose the liquor over me so didn’t get to know her
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| Looking at me getting closure, never live with chip on shoulder
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| Grandfather kicked us out the house so look at what I’m living now
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| Let me live a different route
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| Every action is a reaction and reacting by carrying that weight
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| I don’t need that shit
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| They learn to love along the way
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| We all done wrong along the way
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| Hung around long enough to say
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| Stay strong enough to say you’re wrong enough to save face
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| Yo, we all want forgiveness, second chances, even thirds
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| Words can’t describe, might die from the symptoms
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| A broken man is listless
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| Funny things we all have but in the snow miracle, genie’s 3 wishes
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| Cowards afraid to step from the hour glass
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| Living this American life without fiber glass
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| If I reverse roles and want a chance to repent
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| I’ve made mistakes
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| If I could rewind the tape I’d never make 'em again
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| See I’d have flipped sides slide cause everything relative
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| And anyone judging you is irrelevant
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| I’ve changed so why can’t people change too?
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| More than anything, I hold on to the belief
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| That if they want to they do
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| Deep down, plants hold on to their root
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| And I believe the people learn evil it’s not inherent within the soot
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| So if you strip down the layers and went back to basics
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| We’d all look at one another with smiles on our faces |