Wake Up And Smell The Roses chords by Control

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Verse 1
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Uh, honestly I like it better
when my back's to the wall
That's how I know they
can't stab it
Stay faded cause I'm jaded
and just a little bit jagged
Honestly never had shit,
that's why I'm prone to the bragging
Cause most of the time when
I want something
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the world just says I can't have it
It's okay, I guess I'll figure it out
I didn't expect to live to 20 man,
I figured I'd drown
But ay, I'm here without a plan,
I guess I'll stick to this route
The quiet introvert
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feels like a little bitch in a crowd
And if I die before I wake,
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I pray the universe cares
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I had a dream when I was young,
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in it I fell down the stairs
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And I'm still climbing back up,
just to say I did it
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Middle fingers to the skeptics,
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should've trusted my vision
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I wonder, wait, am I destined to walk alone?
I take a hero's journey,
my destination unknown
I used to be organic,
my heart is more like a stone
When niggas call asking forgiveness,
I don't pick up the phone
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Damn, don't let the
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present hold you back
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I  left it dead,
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like there's no gravity
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No gravity, no gravity,
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no gravity
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Ah, baby, I know
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The day is dawning
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Wait a     minute, has this fallen?
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Come back to me, come back to me
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Don't come back to me, to me,
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to me, to me,   to me
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Mic check, mic check
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I wasn't born to work,
I wasn't born to be a king
I didn't choose to be alive
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until I don't exist for free
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Cathedrals and castles of sand
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and testaments of greed
It seems my strokes
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of luck are random
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and I'm punished for good deeds
What is the worth of this soul?
What is the price to pay to be here
when they cry when I go?
All my work I rip, be treasured,
love to treat it as gold
Lavender, how it's seeming to me
There's more to see beyond
the tree
than sleeves, see, so I mean
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A perfect portrait that I
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chase with a brush
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It's hard to start,
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it's hard to tell when I'm done, yeah
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My fingers tremble, I can't pick up the brush
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I used to love, I used to say it is fun, yeah
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End up beyond, I see it as such
Try committing,
hard to breathe when I run, yeah
I count my days and do it one by one
To live and die by the blade,
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pen, mic, and a gun
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Just have fun