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Lyricist: 311
Lyrics:
Uh! Hey! Check it, check it, check it out You got clout and you know that
Large in the margin, my drama unfolds behind closed doors Told on the down low I believe that I'm sold, but really, I don't know Maybe it's better, but I can't think so Maybe it's better to fight, one never ever knows Believe the rumors that grow like tumors More fun than the truth that we know Trying too hard to reach a higher plane
Will fuck you up when you least expect it You think you're movin' closer when suddenly you wrecked it But all the same the pain gains wisdom As if you ain't (Uh) had enough (Uh), then you're in some Prison of your own creation, mental dilation Look at what you're facin', placin' blame In every direction (What) But in the end it's your own infection, DI
There's no way to avoid listening, you'll always end up listening Here's hopin' the voices aren't too unkind, here's hopin' the voices are benign It's easier when you hear it, there's no reason to fear it It's you, you
L-l-l-l-l-l-l-large L-l-l-l-l-l-l-large L-l-l-l-l-l-l-large Large in the margin (the margin, the margin…)
You think they'll probably find you Well then, you're probably right 'Cause they'll come back to remind you for eternity Of when you gave up the fight, yeah Somehow they always will find you The voices in the night, and every night Keep comin' back to remind you for eternity Of when you gave up the fight, fight, fight
Hey
There's no way to avoid listening, you'll always end up listening Here's hopin' the voices aren't too unkind, here's hopin' the voices are benign It's easier when you hear it, there's no reason to fear it It's you, you
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