Get off work about 4 o'clock
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and I'm late again
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cause you'll be here by 6:30
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and we'll go looking for a close parking spot again
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Sitting in a room full of believers
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now you tell me what's wrong and what's right
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cause I look over at you baby,
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you got your good intentions focused so tight
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and now it hurts me so, to have to see you go
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to watch these drugs pull you down
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when there's nothing we can do and no one to get through
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watch you fall in and out of this mess
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What's wrong with a little bit of experimentation to
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open the eyes of the new generation well...
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build your world on a cocaine foundation and
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watch it all blow away...
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And now it hurts me so, to have to see you go
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to watch these drugs pull you down
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when there's nothing we can do and no one can get through
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watch you fall deeper into this mess
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Well I haven't see you in awhile
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you know I, I miss our talks I miss your smile
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cause the look of innocence is priceless
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but right now you look so lifeless
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And now it hurts me so, to have to see you go
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to watch this song break you down
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and when you feel you can't get through and there's no hope left in you
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you know I'll be right here to help you find your way out...
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And now it hurts me so to have to see you go, to watch these drugs pull you down....
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Song For The Rich
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Tristan Prettyman |