Tonalité : Gb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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They say a
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man is immature until the sun is in his hands,
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And the fields start to die.
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Don't stand upon his land,
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you can stand up to the cloud
And never understand there's
a big man crying
He never learn to laugh,
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when I'll die I'm gonna sit up in my casket
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Held my family like it's the last
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time I'll have it.
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You know I'm trying not to take
this gratitude for granted,
I know I got a heart that could be harder
than some granite.
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This graph I got this hand is getting drastic,
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crafted
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Something bad if you taking
over what I can
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Do you call it magic
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A blood is lavender.
They called me a romantic.
As hopeless as I am, love paralyzed .
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Strained in this quick sandy call
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it place to camping,
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My homie smoking weed
beside a fireplace,
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De cide to lock out the cabin, I guess.
That's all you can get
For?? your neck. I'm high
struggle??
They got to follow next,
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you don't believe me
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But I seize 'em when the breezes from
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the coast touch a boat
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with a thirty thousands in coach
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Little Nemo when the clock strikes
12 upon the bed post.
Flying cigarettes,
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so when my memory they press the wax
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to 12 inch so they could drop in.
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So ironic, like my generation
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representing city populace.
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Raise the roof upon to me,
I stay on top of it.
I'm forty thousands leagues above
under- stuffed in the sarcophagus.
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Coffin?? articles under waterfalls prisons caught my eye,
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it was love at first op tical,?? to life, these people would die for it.
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But I'm ahead of all these bitches,
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in the skyfall
Sharper than the sliver of light and
a broken soul
They cut into my skin,
them faces on the??
I swear to God I saw my dead friends in the sand
doom faces they blew away in the wind
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I knew They had to.
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It's called to never giving up when all the pieces
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in background are crumbling in the dust,
My clock is mumbling once while the Earth's
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blood boils up under the crust.
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It's called to never giving up when all the pieces in
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background are crumbling in the dust,
My clock is mumbling once while the
Earth's blood boils up under the crust.
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I'm losing altitude,
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you're losing trust because they count on you.
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Everybody wants to be the alpha
Outro 1
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