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The New Christs
The New Christs
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R Younger
R Younger
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Yeah! She don't wanna see me, not until I'm dead I don't care about it, I got someone else instead Beats going home with somebody you don't know Tried to make you understand Yeah All the crazy people, all your stupid doubt How to get it up, you can't get it down Well, you can screw off, I don't wanna know One day you will understand That I was born out of time Your thoughts, they don't seem like mine Yeah, not mine, baby Yeah, listen to this Sandy came to my place, she was looking for some hate I gave her what she came for, I gave it to her straight I said, "Even though you're beautiful, I gotta tell you no Stick with me, I'll drag you down" That's a promise, baby, I will 'Cause I was born out of time Bet your thoughts, they don't seem like mine No, no, no, not mine, baby, that's too bad Too bad, too bad Oh, shut up! Shut up! She don't want to see me, even now I'm dead Living out my time, my karma's in the red She can keep her habit, she can shove her fucking pills One day you will understand I was born out of time, yeah Bet your thoughts, they don't seem like mine Not mine, baby, not mine, not mine Not mine Go around Oh I don't, I don't feel too well Kind of cold And I spin circle Around, around, 'round, 'round, 'round The time Spin! I was born out of time What's your excuse?
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