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Lyrics:
Take your mama's gun Seal up the barrel tight Sleep tomorrow, son Exit for another night
I know it's a secret Speaking about where the rumble came but I don't see any inspiration in big lies All I say
You think it's crazy But I got these papers to prove I'm only sick I don't see any inspiration in clear skies So I sleep all day
Got the ways ahead Looking less like and high Seem to disappear As soon as you were by my side
Get your daddy's car Scratch the doors and call it art Who's your daddy now Take the thing right from the start
I know it's a secret Speaking about where the rumble came but I don't see any imitation in big lights All I say
You think it's crazy But I got these papers to prove I'm only sick I don't see any inspiration in clear skies So I sleep all day
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