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Skipping racks on this pebble beach,
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Roll marijuana leaves, stare into this blue dream.
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Try to formulate this peace of mind into a tranquil speech
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Alone, but these snakes leaches try to wrap around my ideas.
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I’m just trying to rap around my mind’s fears,
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Blind tears, you can’t see the pain, but you ease it.
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Everything my heart shares I’m just trying to part head
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So my city’s sparkling, smoke until I’m numb, yeah.
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Really, I just want the pain to go,
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Money, I ain’t aiming for, I just wanna lay it low.
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Phone house, stable, Chevy with them four
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Twenty sevens when I’m revinenting angel
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It’s like they’re screaming through my soul, my testimony shows
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I rose through the rumble, never crumble,
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I have to stay humble, never did I subcome to that,
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Fake is I want to, right down and Sally’s gonna sit comfortable.
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She loves me, she loves me not.
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Walking through, picking all these roses,
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Dreaming of Ferrari test the roastest.
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And send me six Chevi’ road test
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Like one to my bedroom posters,
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Right next to the pin up’s and the toasters.
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My dream was a no plus, I just want the normal life
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Shoot guns with a pretty wife but that life no long is it sitting right.
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I can’t sleep at night, has been that way for years,
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My life’s been on cruise control, it’s time I switch gears.
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Sally’s gone, the only thing that moves me.
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The grass blades and the trees, they be talking to me
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It’s like some type of trippy movie
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That all ends up on a loose leaf.
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And everytime I leave I lose peace,
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God, please, have mercy on my soul, except everything I own
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And help me let go of all the things you think sinful,
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I move fast, I’m tense out of being slow.
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And my change is worth go.
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She loves me, she loves me not.
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Petrin Hill Peonies
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| Harry Fraud |
