Тональность: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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She's in the back of a cab again
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She just packed up her bags and then
She can bust down and run around
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Had to leave the ex cause he
Always brought that gun around
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But she's long gone he'll never find her
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Just another bad tattoo a reminder
And how they tried to hold her back
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But fuck her home town
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Man, that whole scene was wack
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She's in the big city now
doin' big thangs
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Works a little retail job for a big change
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She got a car so now
She move around efficiently
She got a card now she
hittin' the dispensary
She made some friends in
The entertainment industry
But time is wearing thin so
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She gives into her tendencies
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Postmeridian, his callin'
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It's been two weeks
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So she been eight ballin'
Got the number of a dealer
and she called him
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Quick transaction in
a bathroom stall then
Guess who's back in affect?
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Dropped in the corner
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Dancin' to some dub step
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Rescued by two dudes who were suspect
But she was so god damn gone
She didn't object they
messed around
She was down for the fun and
the games
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It doesn't count when she can't
Remember none of the names
rinse, repeat
Weeks in the psycho
But that dirt don't come clean
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In the night glow
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Now everybody knows
she's the whore
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Where do you go when the
Blow's not free no more?
Now the city's gettin' too small
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Walls closin' in
But she knows what to do y'all
She popped a pill and then
She packed her bags quick
She's just too real for this
city of plastic
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Verse 2
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She came from the desert with
A Horse With No Name
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Half awake, waitin' at the baggage claim
The pain killer that she popped
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As the plane tore off inc wore off
Little cousin picked her up in the pick up
And the minute she got in he
Lit up a big blunt passed it to her
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She made the end glow pull, puff share
Staring out the window
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Parked outside of a house on the south side
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First couple weeks
Sleepin' on the couch life
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Til she got a job at
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a department store
Found a roommate and got a
spot up on 24th
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A penny for her thoughts
of a better course
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She wanted new friends that
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She hasn't met before
Started hittin' up the bar just
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To let it pour did one line of coke
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And many more everybody loves her
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Is she sure? I guess it all depends on who
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She drops them panties for
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When that alcohol calls
She doesn't hit ignore
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She says, "Give me more"
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Until she hit's the floor
Popular with the elite and the creeps
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And people who haven't gone
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To sleep this week
They wear disguises like "artist"
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And "nice guy" but under
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neath you know they
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Just another white line fuck these pricks
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Fuck these junkies fuck this weather
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It's not fuckin' funny it's drama
It's got you actin' like a star
Shut the fuck up and march your
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Ass back up in that bar midwest
It won't be long before she jets
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She don't belong it's
Surfin' this landslide
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at the terminal
Permanent standby
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