Tom: F minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Who am I fooling?
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Are they too blind to see?
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Staring off in space with
a blank look on my face
The taste on my kiss has grown
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bitter from a little bitter
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Unwanted change,
funny how time will fly then
Rearrange, it never seems
to look or feel the same
Feel the same, conceal the pain
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Crack jokes used to be in the comedian
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You see me in the spot laughing,
but inside it ain't happening
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It's cool as long as no one knows
It's everything,
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like something ain't quite right
Something used to get me
pour some more in and I'm rolling on
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On the grind, quick fill up,
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hoping nobody can see
That I'm hangin' on,
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but my arms ain't as strong as they used to be, so
Play the role like I have it all under control
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And tell myself they don't know
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But you, you're my food lane
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There's only so much I can juggle,
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Are they too blind to see
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That I'm losing my mind, tell me
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You, you're my food lane, food lane
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are they too blind to see?
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Lying awake alone at home, sinking
Back in the zone where I
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Thinking about who I'm without
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Racking my brain and going insane
This life is full of shackles and chains
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She was the one who freed me,
she used to need me
Indeed we sure had something
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worth fighting for
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I guess she got tired of the war
She rose the white flag an
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d marched out the door
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wondering what I met her for
She said a metaphor,
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talking bout love's a chore
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Well if it's punishment,
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keep it, I'm done with it
Why even have a heart,
they steal it and run with it
And wanna toss it when they're done
having their fun with it
Plus if I didn't love her,
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I could recover quick
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But that ain't the case, man,
I made the same mistakes
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I'm cool on love, I guess I gotta be a thug
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You, in my, food lane
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That ain't me, I can't be no
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OG, I'm just an
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Yes, I'm too blind to see
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What it takes to keep the tight ones
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In my food lane, food lane
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They're too blind to see
So I'm still lonely
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Some say that all work and
no play will turn blue
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Skies gray, so I pray that my
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soul don't turn charcoal
In the midst of a few losing control
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Choosing to go down the low road
Now I'm bruised and I know
how some can stop
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Believing in things un
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While days get shorter and
nights get longer
Even your biggest supporters say you wrong
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To keep on the path in
which you learned your craft
Think
I'ma slow up?
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Nah, I'm trying to grow up
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It's time to blow up, hold up
Man I feel like
I'ma throw up in four
But they say it's part of the game
The lost in the game,
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getting tossed in the rain
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Every year it's the same,
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going against the grain
So I guess I'm the one to blame,
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but I'm sane
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Try and show a little muscle,
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new day I gotta hustle
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Are they too blind to see?
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That you need peace of mind, tell me
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In my food lane, food lane
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I got skills but most are too blind to see
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Thanks for watching guys!
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