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I'm no deer, I'm no motorway I'm no knife in no microwave I don't mind tuning out my brain I'm no sleep brother I'm no sleep brother I'm no street runner to the main I got four fingers in my hand I'mma burn 'til they understand I got dreams, brother I got dreams, brother I see feet getting in the way People leave when they need to stay Close their eyes while they feed the pain I see sheep, brother I see sheep, brother I see big trouble right ahead I can veer from it when I'm dead They will remember what I said I will be, brother I will be, brother All the best ones are made fun of They're laughed at Are we gonna get there? How are we gonna get there? When is it liftoff?
Writer(s): Ana Diaz Molina, Jonathan Hansson, Oskar Sikow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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