capo 2
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I seem to find myself talking to the powers that be
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awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees
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admiring the scene, inhaling fumes of flowers that breathe.
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jet lagged eyes are begging for an hour to sleep
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although my blood shot whites and iris's they never find any
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clock stops at times where the sun shine can blind many
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although my eyes are heavy they wont be closing soon
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cos i know that time waits for nobody, I suppose its true
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we make corrosive tunes with acid tabs and vocal booths
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to see the flashing lights at photo shoots, we make our motive moves
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I say what ever I feel to vent a rhyme
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so i can still invent the lines and stay close to the friends of mine
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cos we all recognise, real is what my father says
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and i'll be sticking to this phrase until I pass away
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overworking, no sleep is just another way to die slow
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but i'll just keep going strong as ever, never let my eyes close
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I never sleep
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when trouble steals thoughts from a restless mind for free, it could be,
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oh-oh-oh-oh
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the times i'm living in i never sleep, when trouble steals thoughts from a
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restless mind for free, it could be..