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, and help me say today. Today I will follow, I will press on. Even when the walk feels long. Your hands hold me together. Your love is with me forever. Through the broken, through the victory. I
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. . Baby, we could hit upon a word,. Something that the others haven't heard,. When you want me to love you,. Just tell me to press. Right there, that's it, yes,. Ah, when you feel the stress don't just
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help me say today, today. . I will follow, I will press on. Even when the walk feels long. Your hands hold me together. Your love is with me forever. Through the broken, through the victory. I
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. Everybody's something. Oh, oh, in the spotlight. Oh, in the spotlight. Oh, in the spotlight. Oh, in the spotlight. I got enough of, oh, my face. Wish I could press "Delete". We all got something we don't like
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gotta keep moving and press on. Gotta stay real, tryin' to be strong. Making it close but gotta hold on. Tryin' to stay right but the world is so wrong. But I gotta keep moving and press on, press on
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delete before I send it. And we can play pretend, like we haven't reached the end yet. Down and down we go. We'll touch this place we know. Before one of us takes a chance and breaks this. I won't be
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words are true. Doesn't matter where I'm going if I'm going with You. I press on, I press on, I press on. When I still don't get it. I see the world through my jaded eyes. I get frustrated when there is
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y'all "Ego Trippin". So press play. . Kurupt. Man I ain't gon' tell you niggaz again. Man, we about 17 years and rollin' fool. . So many, so many G's in a 'Lac. Blowin' weed in the back. Switch
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Lookin' for a thrill, you'll get it my way. Let's hit the highway, I'll take you down. Shoot out in the night, lookin' for action. The main attraction is back in town Press the pedal to the metal
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see me on top. Tell that bitch to pull up, I'ma send you the drop. Chorus. Press, press, press, press, press. Cardi don't need more press. Kill 'em all, put them hoes to rest. Walk in, bulletproof vest
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supposed to work. Hey, little bitch. Your my supersonic bitch Now I'm hooked back up. I got you on my screen. All I can do is press and turn. And you spread your legs in the screen I know I've explored
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and a cigarette. Oooh oooh. Still hasn’t hit him yet. And I don’t wanna base my actions on reactions or the things they say. And I don’t wanna hit delete on all the parts of me that they might hate. Now
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. Step on a crack break your mother's heart. Red light green light black. Suicide e-mail do not delete. Plug it back in the jack. Start to be what they want you to be. And you see yourself as they see
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that bend that let me cut through time and stretch out bach. I make the dry eyes roll and wet eyes cross. While I'm in deep rem sleep or twilight zones I take the freight elevator and press fast
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