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Things are getting outta control |
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Feels like I'm running out of soul |
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You are getting too heavy to hold |
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My self portrait shows a man that the wealth tortured |
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Self-absorbed with his own self-forfeit |
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A shelf full of awards |
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Worshiping the war ships that set sail on my sea of life |
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When I see my own self I wonder if we still see a light |
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We was tight seeing lights |
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Speaking right and breathing life |
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Now I see my demons and barely even sleep at night |
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I don't get high life keep me at a decent height |
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As the old me I predicted all my recent plights |
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Exhausted. Trying to fall asleep. Losses at my recent fights |
| [01:18.590] |
Burdens on my shoulders now, burnin' all my motives down |
| [01:21.560] |
Inspiration drying up, motivation slowing down |
| [01:25.350] |
Things are getting outta control |
| [01:28.300] |
Feels like I'm running out of soul |
| [01:36.620] |
You are getting too heavy to hold |
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Think I'll be letting you go |
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I'm begging me don't let me go |
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We vow like the letter "Oh" |
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To never go our separate ways |
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And spin-off into separate shows |
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Tired of all the wardrobe changin' |
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Playing all these extra roles |
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Filled with all these different spirits |
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Livin' off these separate souls |
| [02:00.480] |
Point in life is getting hollow |
| [02:02.010] |
Can't wait for the exit hole |
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Give me room. The entry room. |
| [02:05.460] |
Let me in and let me go |
| [02:08.390] |
So I can roam around this wilderness |
| [02:09.400] |
See it for what it really is |
| [02:11.290] |
I'm prepared to filter list |
| [02:13.200] |
Magnify the youth in me, alibi the shootin' spree |
| [02:15.810] |
Amplify the revolution, sanitize the lunacy |
| [02:18.960] |
Strip away the justice, justify the scrutiny |
| [02:21.840] |
I can see the L.A.S.E.R.S. shootin' out of you and me |
| [02:25.810] |
Things are getting outta control |
| [02:28.600] |
Feels like I'm running out of soul |
| [02:37.490] |
You are getting too heavy to hold |
| [02:40.590] |
Think I'll be letting you go |
| [02:49.770] |
Sometimes I feel like the world... |
| [02:52.870] |
Sometimes I feel like......the world......is against me |
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And everything that I've done before |
| [03:03.960] |
I swear we used to be so pure |
| [03:07.160] |
But we can't be in love no more |
| [03:10.150] |
Cause I don't wanna fight this war |
| [03:13.410] |
But when I put down my gun |
| [03:16.140] |
I turn around and pick up one |
| [03:19.780] |
This uzi weighs a ton, but I think I'm done! |
| [03:25.450] |
Things are getting outta control |
| [03:28.160] |
Feels like I'm running out of soul |
| [03:37.100] |
You are getting too heavy to hold |
| [03:40.200] |
Think I'll be letting you go |
| [03:45.510] |
Think I'll be letting you go |
| [03:53.790] |
Things are getting outta control |
| [04:00.300] |
Said, it feels like I'm running out of soul |
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You're getting heavy to hold |
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I think I'll be letting you go |
