As soon as I wake up
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I'm going to change my ways
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Because the music's my savior
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And no one can take my pain
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Except for this paper
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The page flows like rain
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As soon as I wake up
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I'm going to change my ways.
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Instead of staying the same
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Because I see better days ahead of me
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I paint them on the page
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Then I save them for the rainy ones
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When anger and the anguish want to hang around
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I say em outloud and complain to them.
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I figure I'm made to live and haven't gone that far
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But I made it here so if there is a god I give thanks to him.
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Then I take a pen and make amends again,
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The only way I know to repent.
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I know somebody listenin.
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Dear God I'm so thankful for you keeping my plate full,
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The struggles, heartache, pain, the progress and the breakthrough.
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Every single track has made who I am to this day
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Prove this page is the only way to paint you
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But lately it's like my soul feels counterfeits
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Scared to pick up the pen to see what the hell might come out of it.
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So God grant me the serenity without giving me the christianing
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Because all I ever needed was a beat and people listening.
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Step cousins.
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As soon as I wake up
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I'm going to change my ways
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Because the music's my savior
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And no one can take my pain
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Except for this paper
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The page flows like rain
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As soon as I wake up
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I'm going to change my ways.
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Instead of rotting away and plotting my grave, hiding in a bottomless shame.
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I found a way to fight my way out and see the light of day
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And proud to say I took the safe route but there's a price to pay.
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They like to keep my name in they mouth and tell lies on me.
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What you see is what you get, truth in the flesh homie.
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You can do the rest I'm through with trying to prove myself to you.
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I'll see you when you wake up, hope the feeling is mutual.
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Now for artists and musicians you see the target's to list,
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To the heart inscripts with no margins, no limits
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To make to pain, strengths and rays a part of the picture
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And can bathe in every shade and take it further and vivid.
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They're going to say what they say,
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The - and whatever the dj plays they mark and they gimik.
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But I've got a path to follow and along with the distance I realize I'm already awake,
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I'm just starting to live it. My language.
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As soon as I wake up
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I'm going to change my ways
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Because the music's my savior
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And no one can take my pain
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Except for this paper
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The page flows like rain
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As soon as I wake up
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I'm going to change my ways.
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As Soon As I Wake Up
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Macklemore |