| I've came to the point, I must make a decision
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| This money is cool, but you can't take it with you
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| Lord, I'm just grinding and making a living
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| I make it so vivid with painting a picture
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| I look in the mirror
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| Feel like I'm lost
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| I do not recognize that man at all
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| Started to build without counting the cost
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| We're all the same at the foot of the cross
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| And if I told you that my life's on the line
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| Would you give a fuck at all
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| And if I told you I was led by the blind
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| Would you believe me when I said what they saw
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| There's a monster inside of my head
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| I feel like I'm in danger
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| Cause every time that I look at myself
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| I'm staring at a stranger
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| I'm staring at a stranger
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| I don't recognize myself
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| I made it out of the mud by doing dirt my soul is filthy (uh)
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| Covering up the smell of all of my guilt with Gucci gilded (ooh)
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| Ugly truth in the mirror starin' back, never looked this pretty
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| Findin' peace by losin' myself in self pity
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| Please forgive me
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| Feelin' low, I'm trapped in a cage of expectations set too high
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| Fightin' to live but start to get jealous of all the ones who get to die
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| Ready to ride, our war's inside
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| Pickin' a side
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| It's hard to decide
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| Split down the middle
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| The great divide, is where all my demons lie
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| There's a monster inside of my head
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| I feel like I'm in danger
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| Cause every time that I look at myself
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| I'm staring at a stranger
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| I'm staring at a stranger
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| I don't recognize myself
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| I'm staring at a stranger
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| I don't recognize myself |