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Off the grid, they can't find me now. I've been hiding in secrecy. Their rumors can’t make me fall. I've been put in the grave. Everybody knows how my life was. I don't even think about it now because, I finally found myself. Now my life has been flipped like a coin, Like a gamble I'm willing to bet it all. (Do you still like me now?) Overseas dreams still falter somehow, I swore I'd chase 'em till I was dead. I heard the grass was just painted cement, That's what my father said. No one even knows what life was like, Now, it's paradise. I finally found it.
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Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 9:43 PM UTC
Overseas Dreams
Off the grid, they can't find me now. I've been hiding in secrecy. Their rumors can’t make me fall. I've been put in the grave. Everybody knows how my life was. I don't even think about it now because, I finally found myself. Now my life has been flipped like a coin, Like a gamble I'm willing to bet it all. (Do you still like me now?) Overseas dreams still falter somehow, I swore I'd chase 'em till I was dead. I heard the grass was just painted cement, That's what my father said. No one even knows what life was like, Now, it's paradise. I finally found it.
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Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 9:43 PM UTC
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