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    Some day, some day
    Some day I'll, I will wear a starry crown
    Some day, some day, some day
    I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday
    Hold up, hold up
    Some day, some days, I remembered this on a Sunday
    Back way, yeah, way, way, burning, mhm-mhm
    Uh, some day, well, I wanna tell everybody, some days
    I wanna hit the red dot, I'll never find
    Some days, ohh (Heatstroke)
    Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana
    Now that I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah

    I've been tryin' to make you love me
    But everything I try just takes you further from me

    Some day we gon' set it off
    Some day we gon' get this off
    Baby, don't you bet it all
    On a pack of Fentanyl
    You might think they wrote you off
    They gon' have to rope me off
    Some day the drama'll be gone
    And they'll pray, no, oh, no
    Sometimes I take all the shine
    Talk like I drank all the wine
    Years ahead but way behind
    I'm on one, two, three, four, five
    No half-truths, just naked minds
    Caught between space and time
    This now, with the world in mind
    But maybe some day

    I've been tryin' to make you love me
    But everything I try just takes you further from me

    Woah, once again I am a child
    I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah
    Of everything that I know, yeah
    And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
    We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
    I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
    And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
    We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
    I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
    And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
    We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
    I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
    And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
    We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
    I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed, yeah
    And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free

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