Tonalité : F major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I recall Valentine's,
used to be a pal of mine
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Until the heart broke, kicked and crushed
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I needed Calamine for the
irritated battle lines
Drawn across my chest
the mess no dollar signs
Could remedy from atoms
clear to Palestine.
This little guy with acid nine
If you tried to ask him "why,"
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he'd pass you by
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Last to find the answers
that plagued him
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Hanged him out to dry.
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Like sheets blowing in the wind no one helped him
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internalize the pain that let it tap the mind,
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Till there's nothing left to learn
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his time tables but disaster shine
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Sunlight on the mastermind.
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The brine writers, limelighters, talent- show crime fighters,
Hindsighters, looking back to trace the pain
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G
D
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defining brighter paths to climb.
Math is fine for other students
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But his fluent wisdom lies
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in matching lines together
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Like a graphic tetric bastard
of the Saturn tribe,
Bringing rings around the boundless
beaches with his faster tide,
Bringing in that energy
for everlasting life.
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Being young is scary,
Verse 2
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quite a load to carry,
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And quite unordinary, therefore
extraordinary.
Different is magic motion,
sipping the magic potion,
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To find one's true devotion.
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Being young is scary,
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quite a load to carry,
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G
And quite unordinary, therefore
extraordinary.
Different is magic motion,
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G
sipping the magic potion,
D
To find one's true devotion.
Verse 3
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I recall Fridays, used to be my days
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Young and in the hallways,
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kids leering sideways
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At me and my new Jays,
Walkman blasting Cool- J
On the bus, ride home,
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read what my eyes say.
Lazy for the weekend and the streets
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were my bridesmaids,
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Football till sundown that was the rundown,
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homebound, then up late
Cherish every instant on the fly.
Grades, didn't matter to me much,
evident on report cards and
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D
Lies I'd say about my life and raising hell to every
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teacher frustrated with me and my days
G
Off. Attitude in class,
I was daydreaming about the next friday,
The attitude would pass
when it arrived.
The thought of having children
A
stresses me to know
D
They'd have to find their way
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across the asphalt,
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G
Minor stage in my development,
yet so relevant to my final page
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For that final grade.
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Being young is scary,
Verse 4
D
quite a load to carry,
A
G
And quite unordinary, therefore
extraordinary.
Different is magic motion,
sipping the magic potion,
To find one's true devotion.
D
Being young is scary, quite a load to carry,
A
G
And quite unordinary, therefore
extraordinary.
Different is magic motion,
sipping the magic potion,
Verse 5
To find one's true devotion.
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I recall fear being near every
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D
time I took a step
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Towards a mirror on a clear day,
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Weirdos are more weird,
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G
It took years before "weird" was a term
A
of endearment to this human here.
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A
It appears that the dreary days I spent on yards
D
praying were the teardrops of angels
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G
Spilling lessons on my layman's terms,
Defining miracles occurred
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in daily life and city strife,
Such pretty lights to see
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in retrospective gaming turn.
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Bringing wisdom to a black bird,
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flapping through the park of echo
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Back to south central metro,
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with angel breath as my catcher
With this year pin to let go,
Let it (go).
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Being young is scary,
Verse 6
A
quite a load to carry,
G
And quite unordinary, therefore
extraordinary.
Different is magic motion,
sipping the magic potion,
D
G
To find one's true devotion.
D
Being young is scary, quite a load to carry,
A
D
G
And quite unordinary, therefore
extraordinary.
Different is magic motion,
sipping the magic potion,
Outro 1
To find one's true devotion.
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