| I’ve been doing the same thing
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| Expecting different results
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| A little late for my resignation
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| So someone fill up my cup
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| Put on a song that I don’t know how to sing
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| Make up the words so I don’t have to think
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| Here comes my favourite part
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| Where I drink too much
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| And I speak from the heart
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| I give up sometimes when it hurts
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| I get buzzed sometimes cuz it works, yeah
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| I was looking for answers
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| But I found an anthem instead
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| I give up sometimes when it hurts
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| And I know that my rhymes ain’t perfect, but
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| I was looking for answers
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| And I found an anthem instead
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| I’m no Superman
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| More like Clark Kent
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| In a phone booth outside my old
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| Bed-Stuy apartment, where
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| Everything changed
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| She said I seem different and I said
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| I feel the same so
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| Don’t get me started who’s more brokenhearted
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| You flirting with the shadows
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| But I’m one with the darkness, well
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| That’s life as an artist
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| You bottle up the pain, you
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| Sing it to the people with a smile on your face
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| I give up sometimes when it hurts
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| I get buzzed sometimes cuz it works, yeah
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| I was looking for answers
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| But I found an anthem instead
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| I give up sometimes when it hurts
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| And I know that my rhymes ain’t perfect, but
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| I was looking for answers
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| And I found an anthem instead, yeah
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| And I found an anthem, yeah
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| And I found an anthem
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| I give up sometimes when it hurts
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| I do drugs sometimes cuz they work… yeah
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| I was looking for answers
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| But I found an anthem instead
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| I give up sometimes when it hurts
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| And I know that my rhymes ain’t perfect, but
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| I was looking for answers
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| And I found an anthem instead |