Well all these people of the city will keep you in their blind spots
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Especially when they know that you're out looking to sign dots
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I tried to tell this girl how twisted my mind got
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But it's her dream to ride the conveyer belt of that side walk
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She's got intentions of being number one
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But can she handle rejection in the city of no sun
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Where bricks change colors faster than careers do
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And few people drive away and like what's in their rearview
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New york city's so far away
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But i can't wait even for one more day
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They say these things come and these things go
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But if I don't try I'll never know
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She don't care what it takes she knows she's got the ability
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And with what her folks make
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You know she'd have stability
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She just needs to get out there
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And step toward her validity
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She can't keep dying over this
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Because it's just killing me
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She's not used to foot steps digging in her chest
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High heeled investments and suit's getting undressed
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Growing hold and having new recruits become the best
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And finding that she's stepped on everyone and no one's left
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Well it hurts like walking barefoot on light bulbs
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Smashing ideas with open skin
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Til' the pearl white dorps of blood turn red
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And everyone can tell
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That you've worked hard enough
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It's time to go
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Go get your map and compass and don't listen to them
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And don't think about how much time you're fixing to spend
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The dirt only ends when the pavement begins
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This is your heart your dream
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And you're your only friend so go
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You can kick the earth as hard as you want
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To show your frustration
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Or you can get in your car and kick your foot to the gas
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And keep accelerating till you hit your destination
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So go
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New York, NY
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| Chronic Future |
