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The mindless comfort grows When I'm alone w/my gr8plans &this is what she said gets her thru it If iDon't let myself be happy now Then when?
In the year three thousand and thirty Everybody wants to be an MC In the year three thousand and thirty Everybody want to be a DJ
I was sticking up4my friend When there's nothing much2defend It's a lost fight Cuz when iTalk2u on the phone Well it's just like being alone
Honestly I can't remember (teen dreams) All my teenage feelings & the meanings They seemed too See-through To be true All the whos are there
What R u talking about? In the old time In the old time In the old times It was not a crime! Not a crime! It's all nonsensical! Not a crime!
Words fall out of my mouth They drift to the ground & they don't make a sound I'll try to assemble them back to the place in my head #711Day
I see Mad Money and Nightline occasionally too Yo, Jim Cramer look crazy, my dude Money's so crazy, my dude
& if u missed me then u missed ur chance kid the nerdy little freak no1 wanted 2dance w/ but now it's fine
I was raised to believe All that I read Fall in line with me It's all All that I see Got a box of lies Gonna get you high
I’ll beg you when it shows (To let the weight of the world) Well I’ll go for it (Rest on your shoulders) I don't believe the lies