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Just TalkinI can see the faces of people staring (Hey)Waitin' on a move they can misconstrue (Oh) Since I made it here, can I just make it clear? I will never stay consistent No, I will never No, I will never stay think the same Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh-oo-oo-ooh Ooh, oo-ooh, ooh I can fuck around make you change your purpose Smoke on something strange make you feel alive, yeah I'm domesticated but you'll be suffocated If you keep lookin' at my lady Yeah, I will kill you Yeah, I will make you go away Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh-oo-oo-ooh Ooh, oo-ooh, ooh I miss the good old days Friends would smoke No holes in veins (No) No cash, no hopes, no fame (No) Sold my soul, that shit's no game (Na) I think myself's to blame Dead friends, I'd take their place I'd kill myself but I can't do that To my family's name I've been living life good, yeah Fuckin' manic, yeah, I knew that Different person on the weekends Self-abusing through the seasons I think I lost my motherfuckin' mind That's alright, I'll take my time Make it right, right Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh-oo-oo-ooh (I'll make it, I'll make it, I'll make it right) Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh-oo-oo-ooh (I can sing that high, haha) All right, when I'm gone Don't lose sleep, alright? Oh my God, ugh Go Check, check Say something Say what? Anything What do you need me- just tell me what you need me to do Why? I hate this shit You hate what shit? This isn't my career choice, I hate this |