very same way that I got gone
I get get get what's coming to me
nor do I take for granted what I've been given
Lest I get arithmetic lessons
straight from the heavens
We're the victims when the well runs dry,
Up in my mouth, up in my mouth
Ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,
ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I'm a comatose of no show
So cold, and I didn't get, get, suck cold
And I'm spit ting like a flint check
My friends can see my action
I hate fuckin' everything I see until I feel more
from cover of the wanting and
the haunting, desire calling
Once again I get to where I'm going
I believe the evil to see will break
We'll be back again, we'll be back again,
Yeah I know it, we'll be back up,
we'll be back up, we'll be back up again
And I know we, we'll all be back up
Yeah, yeah, we'll all be back up
Yeah, yeah, we'll all be back up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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