| Give me dark, what I can taste
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| Or take that just to relay
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| A strange bird, but under it all
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| A big heart, a flower on the wall
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| Alone, and you’ll die all alone
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| Just how low would you go
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| Not to stand right below, below
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| Call me what you want, what you will
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| But where I’m from
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| We don’t need your pointless help
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| And endless laugh and all you got
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| A newborn child looking for clues
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| A selfish child looking for you
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| Alone, and you’ll die all alone
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| Just how low would you go
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| Not to stand right below, below
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| Never knew much, but I knew when I felt right
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| Chasin' down the night, night
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| Looking for the white, white
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| Live, get high like Dolemite
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| Blunt and a red stripe
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| I want white, white
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| Let me refrain from my brain on cocaine
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| I can’t explain how it chases away the pain
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| Never knew much but I knew when I feel right
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| Chasin' down the night, night
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| Looking for the white, white
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| A strange bird, but under it all
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| A big heart, a flower on the wall
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| Alone, and you’ll die all alone
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| Just how low would you go
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| Not stand right below, below
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| Alone, and you’ll die all alone
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| Just how low would you go
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| Not to stand right below, below |