| And when you may try
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| To hide away
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| Why do you hide away? |
| (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| Why do you hide away? |
| (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| Feeling like there’s no room left for me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| Feeling like there’s (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| Nothing left (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| And there’s nothing more (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
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| Used to give a fuck, that was just a old phase (Old phase)
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| You and me were close, now you further than the old days (Old days)
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| Sometimes, I wonder why I’m headed towards a cold place (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| They like, «Let me fix you», I don’t fuck with Coldplay (No)
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| Yeah, wish I could forget, I cannot forgive, yeah
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| Every step- I gotta relive, yeah
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| Take a breath, feel it in my ribs, yeah
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| Let my voice fade into the mist
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| (Mist, mist, mist)
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| Yeah!
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| I been talking to the man sitting on my left shoulder (Shoulder)
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| He said «Everything just gets worse when you’re older» (Gettin' old)
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| I just pulled up to the function, can’t even function (No, no)
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| Know nothin', I don’t know nothin' (No, no)
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| I’m not one of you, I said I’m not (No, I’m not)
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| I only fucked with you because I want a spot (Uh huh)
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| Now that’s what I got, but with it, went the plot (I do, yeah)
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| I checked the big picture, now that shit is getting cropped
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| Yeah, I’ve been feeling what I want is something less, uh
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| Feel like a sellout that ain’t made a fucking cent, uh, guess I should’a up and
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| left (Yeah)
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| But I always told myself that I’m one of the good guys (Right?)
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| Well, maybe that’s a good lie, yeah (Good lie, hahaha)
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| Everything looking like ashes- I don’t want a car, I imagine it crashes
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| The man on my shoulder, he told me what happens, the glass is half empty?
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| It actually shatters
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| He told me, «Don't look in the mirror without me!» |
| He said the world would be
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| clearer without me (No)
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| The man on my shoulder I think I believe him, I really don’t want him,
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| I think that I need him
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| Yeah
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| Yeah!
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| I been talking to the man sitting on my left shoulder
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| He said «Everything just gets worse when you’re older»
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| I just pulled up to the function, can’t even function
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| Know nothin', I don’t know nothin'
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| Huh? |
| Huh? |
| Huh? |
| (Aw—)
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| Yeah! |
| What? |
| Huh? |
| Ayy, ayy! |
| (—Shit! Huh? What? Yeah)
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| Huh, yeah (What? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Damn! |
| Damn! |
| (Yeah, yeah, huh, oh, huh, ayy, hey)
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| I get too happy for money, huh, they all wanna back me for money (Uh huh,
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| they do)
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| I put them hundreds all over my face, now I got acne from money, huh (Ah ha!)
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| I got it all in my bank, huh, I treat that shit like it’s nothin' (Uh huh, nope)
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| I treat that shit like it’s nothin', huh, I turned that nothin' to somethin',
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| huh (It's nothin', uh huh, yeah-haha)
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| I put them bands on my face, huh, that won’t make the man go away (No)
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| She put her hands on my waist, uh, but he still standin' in place,
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| yeah (For real)
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| I wish I had more voices in my head to counteract you (Huh?)
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| I think that’s why I have to sing about you (Yeah, yeah)
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| Used to give a fuck, that was just an old phase (Old phase)
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| You and me were close, now you further than the old days (Old)
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| Sometimes I wonder why I’m headed towards a cold place (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| They like, «Let me fix you», I don’t fuck with Coldplay (No)
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| Ayy, wish I could forget, I cannot forgive, yeah
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| Every step- I gotta relive, yeah
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| Take a breath, feel it in my ribs, yeah
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| Let my voice fade into the mist
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| Mist, mist, mist…
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| Yeah!
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| I been talking to the man sitting on my left shoulder
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| He said «Everything just gets worse when you’re older»
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| I just pulled up to the function, can’t even function
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| Know nothin', I don’t know nothin'
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| I had a foot out the door
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| And the other one sunk in the floor, floor, floor
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| I was checkin' out of the store
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| I wonder who I’m doing this for, for, for
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| I was zonin' out of my class (Y-y-y-yeah!)
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| I love her, but I wish that she asked (Y-y-y-), she asked, she asked
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| Made too many shitty songs in the past
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| I hope my first impression wasn’t the last… yeah
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| I hope there’s plenty more, I hope this isn’t the last
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| But if it is, do me a favor and make sure that it lasts- it lasts forever
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| I’d be lyin' if I said I didn’t have regrets
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| Even from when they thought my life forgot to matter less |
| I started lookin' in the mirror for my eyes, and not my hair
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| Realized, I’ll be alone, it do not matter if you’re there
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| I still feel it, I still talk to the man on my shoulder
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| No matter who’s hands on my shoulder, I’m the man in the corner
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| I know the answer, but I can’t seem to fill in the bubble
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| I think I need to get outta mine
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| I like to think about what life will be like down the line (Y-y-y-yeah!)
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| But that’s misleading, 'cause a line is infinite (Y-y-y-), and not about to die
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| at any minute
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| I think I love her, but I’ll never tell, I won’t admit it
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| And that’s my problem, I won’t solve 'em, I won’t go the distance
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| I’ll just regress into a mess, and so, I hope you listen
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| I hope you notice I’m my lowest, hope you know the difference
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| I said, «Let's never speak again" — maybe I spoke too soon
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| 'Cause now these words been feelin' broken, they got no more room
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| They get consumed by their own dust, and leave a hopeless tune
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| What do I do? |
| Ain’t got no closure for this open wound
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| Ain’t got no closure
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| But the man on my shoulder, yeah |