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You shoulda’ been there,
I could see the future running aground,
But now they don’t believe it,
Yeah the beat keeps growing all controlling,
Like a chest pain, my heart’s too eager to be stuck in the house,
Yeah yeah yeah I don’t need this,
I need wheels on the ground,
Yeah its got me down down down,
These days my stone rolls on its own,
Am I alone? Oh I don’t wanna know,
I need a beat, perpetual,
Gimme a beat perpetual,
I need a beat, yeah the beat, yeah that’s driving me home,
And I’ll roam until my credits roll,
It’s like a heat wave,
That’s got me washing up on your bay,
I got an itch that’s gonna lead me a stray,
And my rambling shoes ain’t wearing through,
I need a kick start,
I need another second chance at your heart,
Yeah, yeah I need wind in my sails,
Cause if this beat fails,
I’m going under.
Keep rolling on.
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