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Oh, how long have I been in this grave? Inside asleep, but seemingly awake It's not a nice way, and I am ashamed I walk around strange Didn't I say I don't care either way If it's a bad day or a really nice day? I'm under your spell, and this is my cell I know it too well Familiar hell You won't believe what they say about us, bad PR Bad chemistry between the 9 and three-star Only real fanatics know, TL;DR (yeah) In the ER at the hotel, two keycards (yeah) GTB, they still wanna hear GT-R Black Discharge top, G-Star RAW's Sing 'Peroxide' on the stage in B-sharp (at the bus stop) Black windows on the strip, black Dodge Charge' Only rеal fanatics know, TL;DR They still wanna hear GT-R And we still got bad PR (yеah) GTB is up, all-star They don't know, they don't know, they don't I've made a lot of fucking zeros, but they don't know (no, they don't) They don't know, they don't know, they don't They don't know, they don't know, they don't Champagne raining, champagne raining everywhere I go Diamonds raining, diamonds raining everywhere I go They don't know, they don't know, they don't Bank account on stacks and a Range Rove' On a nice day, rep the 9 In New York or Dubai On the sick star, six sides Let the sick star shine On the low, keep your eyes on the prize On the shores, our horizons will rise Make the goal, never go offside Keep it cool on the rise 'til-, uh-uh-uh This, this, this, this, this distance This, this, this, this, this cold embrace This, this, this, this, this sunshine Stopped by pollution, cold and grey This, this, this, this, this distance This, this, this, this, this cold embrace This, this, this, this, this sunshine Stopped by pollution, cold and grey