| Hey now, did you fade out?
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| Did you hurt yourself from the way down?
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| Did your blood run cold?
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| Did you sell your soul?
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| Hey now, did you fade out?
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| Did you hurt yourself from the way down?
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| Did your blood run cold?
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| Did you sell your soul?
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| Lookin' for someone to help as you reachin' your hands at the sky,
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| standin' in line
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| Damage is, you wouldn’t be bank as you swing, as you lookin' the man in the eye
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| I don’t got plans today to die, demandin' was mine
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| Maskin' the backdoor, I don’t got nobody to turn to, except to what’s inside,
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| rantin' my mind
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| Once again I can’t pretend to be anything, except the enemy of me
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| I don’t need to spend my energy on anything except the end and when and where
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| it leads
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| Motherfu—, what’s the point in to me?
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| They just percentage what’s to breathe
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| Fuck you said to me? |
| I ain’t gonna end it, but you motherfuckers standin' next
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| to me
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| Hey now, did you fade out?
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| Did you hurt yourself from the way down?
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| Did your blood run cold?
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| Did you sell your soul?
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| Hey now, did you fade out?
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| Did you hurt yourself from the way down?
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| Did your blood run cold?
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| Did you sell your soul?
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| I prayed you would survive, but it’s time for you to die, can’t keep you alive
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| Why can’t you choose a side, you try to lose your race
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| You ain’t soul I’m lookin' through the sights
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| And never been to hell before
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| But I can show you how it feels to lose your life
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| «Do you never live?» |
| No, we never write a prose
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| I can feel you through the rhyme
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| Once again I can’t pretend to be anything, except the enemy of me
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| I don’t need to spend my energy on anything except the end and when and where
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| it leads
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| Motherfu—, what’s the point in to me?
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| They just percentage what’s to breathe
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| Fuck you said to me? |
| I ain’t gonna end it, but you motherfuckers standin' next
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| to me
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| Hey now, did you fade out?
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| Did you hurt yourself from the way down?
|
| Did your blood run cold?
|
| Did you sell your soul?
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| Hey now, did you fade out?
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| Did you hurt yourself from the way down?
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| Did your blood run cold?
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| Did you sell your soul?
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| Welcome to the prison that you used to be
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| I wish they were here
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| For all the reasons that I could let you breathe
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| Takes away my fear
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| What happened to the prison that you used to be?
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| I wish they were here
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| O-oh, I wish they were here
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| Hey now, did you fade out?
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| Did you hurt yourself from the way down?
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| Did your blood run cold?
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| Did you sell your soul?
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| Hey now, did you fade out?
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| Did you hurt yourself from the way down?
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| Did your blood run cold?
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| Did you sell your soul? |