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Now that's what I'm talking 'bout. Year of the ASAP Mob Lines - tell them read between it. Tripping while I'm slipping, busy fighting off these demons. Listen while I'm spitting boy, you probably
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need them where we're going. See what happens just happens. There ain't no straight lines in the state of things. So try to cling on for dear life. And don't forget the world keeps on turning round
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Countdown to the very end. Equality, an invitation that we wont extend. Ready aim, pull the trigger now. Its time you firmly secure your place in hell State of the union address. Reads war torn country
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There's a sound across the alley. Of cold metal touching skin. And you can see, if you look in her window. That she has gone and cut her hair again In straight lines. Straight lines Those soft
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words. (16 lines, lines, lines. ). (Of blow and I'm fine). ♪. (You're wastin' your time, wastin' your time). (Please don't cry). 16 lines of blow and I'm fine. Break my bones, but act as my spine
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Nobody seems to care about you. With your tool case by the roadside. There beneath the power lines. Or the pallor of your skin. Paled beneath fluorescent lights. In a Greyhound station's cruel
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It's just the state of the heart I'm waiting for you in the state I'm in. I know your name. I told you mine We've stopped and passed the time of day. You work in town. I work at night That gives
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it . I know you want it . I know you want it . You're a good girl . Can't let it get past me . You're far from plastic . Talk about getting blasted . I hate these blurred lines . I know you want it . I
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for the higher state There is no time to be low tomorrow. There's only time to kill. There is no time to be high and fly. There's only time to thrill So when I am up and you are down. Baby, that's
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down. Apologies, threats and lies. Backing down, compromise While this city burns these wounds will heal. You'll find your way. Though lines in sand become a proving ground. In time, you'll find
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Song Happy State Of Mind - Bill Anderson. Maybe I don't love you quite. As much as I believe I love you, baby. But don't tell me. 'Cause lovin' you's a happy state of mind Maybe I don't need you
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So far things have been all right. No complaints, oh, this is the good life. But sometimes I need more. Just to get up and out the door I like to live in an altered state. It makes me love all