Let me tell ya little story
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About a kid from the middle
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Had my mind set on glory
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Whatever I had to give
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I had no anchor to keep me from forever drifting
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Caught up in danger somehow I have survived
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I was always looking for trouble, trouble, it always followed me
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I would always have to do a double, a double cuz one just ain’t enough
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Of all the liquor and enough of pharmaceuticals
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All at once I up and pulled the bamboo out my cuticles
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The bullshit the trouble was coming from me, honestly
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I got a mind full of weapons
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In the battle of me versus myself
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And everything that I kept in
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I’m finding the courage to tell
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The sweetest repose comes in the strangest of places
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I never supposed clarity would find me
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I was always looking for trouble, trouble, it always followed me
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I would always have to do a double, a double cuz one just ain’t enough
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Of all the liquor and enough of pharmaceuticals
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All at once I up and pulled the bamboo out my cuticles
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The bullshit the trouble was coming from me, honestly
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Point of contention, pain will both motivate and
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Lead to you change, whoa
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It’s been said before, I’ll say it again
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You only will get, one spin oh-oh
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I was always looking for trouble, trouble, it always followed me
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I would always have to do a double, a double cuz one just ain’t enough
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Of all the liquor and enough of pharmaceuticals
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All at once I up and pulled the bamboo out my cuticles
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The bullshit the trouble was coming from me, honestly
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Trouble
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