Don't you think it's boring how people talk Making smart with their words again, well I'm Because I'm doing for the thrill of it, killin' it Never not a million things I want And I am only as young as the minute is of it Getting up from the little bright things I bought But I they'll never own me (Yeah)
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Pretty soon I'll be getting on my plane I'll see the of my city like they do in space But my head's filling fast the wicked games, up in flames How can I with the fun again, when I'm known And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving Everything's cool we're all in line, for the throne But I it's not forever (Yeah)
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Getting soft with the triple is it I fall apart, all my heart And you can from your window And you can watch from window
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