Juliann Wilding chords by Cadence Weapon

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Intro 1
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Have you ever done coke off
Verse 1
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a book?
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It ain't the bible,
but it'll have to do.
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This happened in Wilding's
large art room,
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where young men and women
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stay sparse at night.
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Pumping tech hours, technical drinks,
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Julianne lives it big I think
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There are millions of people
that act when they're kids
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I'm sure they end up exactly like this
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I'm not Bohemian like you
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Not if I was the last one on earth
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She digs, she digs, I'd dig her back
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I'd bribe the bride with thick kickbacks
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So let's just pass Rice Howard way
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I know some assholes
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that teach me to climb paves
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But they all have one thing
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up in common
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Fashionable myths,
they need a queen, bitch
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Miss Wilding, Mr. Weapon,
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repartee on every other day
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I know about games and
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the games they play,
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just remember what we used to say
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Miss Wilding, Mr. Weapon,
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repartee on every other day
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I know about games
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and the games they play,
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just remember what we used to say
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Your friends and enemies both dislike me,
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if the rumors were true I'd hate me too
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But I'm cold on the wire,
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I've never been in wire
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I was watching The Wire
when we first met
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Like disposable cells,
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I was focused as hell
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Mega Man 4 is still my favorite one
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I pushed my will onto 21
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Somewhere around Jaeger 19
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Then I turned 20 and turned my wheel
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To feel myself steal Achilles' good heel
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And I didn't want to weird her out,
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no doubt
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So I felt myself write something
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mildly committal
Where I styled around
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with esoteric terms
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Who articulate the profundity in
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our words
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Contemporaries got
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it locked so strange
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Called a little man, atomic bomb codename
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Miss Wilding, Mr. Weapon,
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repartee on every other day
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I know about games
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and the games they play,
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just remember what we used to say
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Miss Wilding, Mr. Weapon,
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repartee on every other day
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I know about games
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and the games they play,
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just remember what we used to say
Deep down you find me foolish,
beautiful ideals, how does it feel?
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My old guard fears your face,
based on the space of our
embrace you chase
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In the race for respect
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from a female elder
I hold heat like a welder
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over Methius and you
In time, you haven't met our fools
Except being used,
your core is cool, not cruel
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You're good on the cover,
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I don't read books
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I can't be your lover, and I'm not stupid
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I don't lie on paper or between it
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Julianne sleeps like a behemoth
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She likes the boys in the bands
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Says that Heath's her all -time favorite
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But I'm less Rick and
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more Richard D
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Please don't start dissing me
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Miss Wilding, Mr. Weapon,
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repartee on every other day
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I know about dames
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and the games they play,
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just remember what we used to say
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Miss Wilding, Mr. Weapon,
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repartee on every other day
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I know about dames
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and the games they play,
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just remember what we used to say
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Oh, feel like, like, like, like
Outro 1
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