Lean my head outside my bedroom window
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In solitude the dark recedes
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I hear a scream outside my neighborhood
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Could be mistaken for a dream
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Tree's cover shadowed darkened ground
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That cast a cover for these broken crowds
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Its only Friday in my neighborhood
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That gets you ready for the bitter truth
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I cop a plea like an anxious disease
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I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
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I cop a plea like an anxious disease
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I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
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I became numb when I fractured my pride
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Sweet Sally she became my one place to hide
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Sedated party on my carousel
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That gets you ready for your own private hell
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I cop a plea like an anxious disease
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I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
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I cop a plea like an anxious disease
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I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
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I used to think I believed in myself
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Everything fit into place
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But the fortunes of your life rests on your mental health
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And not the money - no, it's not the money
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Not the money - no it's not the money
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People package all kinds of love
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It's a joke that ain't so funny
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I made my hell with no help from above
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And lots of money
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Ya, just lots of money
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Lots of money
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Ya, just lots of money (alright)
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It's hard to trust life when its packed full of lies
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And everyone is a brand new surprise
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They take, and take, and take, and take
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And never give it back
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Always keep me looking behind my back
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I cop a plea like an anxious disease
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I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
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I cop a plea like an anxious disease
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I'm not at home I'm at war on these streets
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Anxious disease - war on these streets
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Anxious disease - war on these streets
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Anxious Disease
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| The Outpatience |
