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Skeletons in my closet, dusting out the place
Holes in my pockets, wrong pants, my mistake
Sneaking down the hallway, hot floor hot shoes
Finding out what's wrong with her, finding out the truth
Messing with my conscience, hard act to prove
Sick of all the nonsense, sick of all the news
It's not about the doctorate, it's about those who choose
Blues clues, blues clues
Blues clues, blues clues
Blues clues, blues clues
Blues clues, blues clues
I wanna be a kid again, explosive like I'm dynamite
Waiting for worlds to end, but that don't keep me up at night
No stress, no pain, no cause, no shame
No one to please, no time to waste
Just live it like, live it like you're G-God
Standing on the clouds, but told you're not allowed
Just live it like, live it like you're on M-Mars
Staring at the sun 'cause that's what we've become
Just live it like, live it like you're a g-god
Standing on the clouds, but told you're not allowed
Just live it like, live it like you're on M-Mars
Staring at the sun, 'cause that's what we've become
'Cause that's what we've become
WRITERS
Jordan Rakei
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