The Cure

Sam Lans!

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    It's the dawn of the apocalypse
    (My nigga that's just nonsense)
    She pop her shit, then we lock lips
    There is no high that can top this
    Her pretty smile and them thick hips
    Shit is just ridiculous

    She break it down then I twist up
    We'll get stuck stoned and drunk
    Before morning brunch
    We live it up
    We get along 'cause she don't give a fuck
    Hammers in the trunk, we pullin' up
    (Perfect)

    And I could be alone

    And I could be alone

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    I wanna say it, I know you sick of waiting
    Sick of praying, running out of patience
    He never answers but you hold him sacred
    That's blind faith so behold the Matrix
    Who do you believe in?
    Do you have a reason?

    Through magic voodoo, they will try to fool you
    No TV, Hulu, eating ramen noodles
    Blessed hallelujah
    And who knew what this shit would do
    You ain't have no interview
    I'm into you, let's end the feud
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    You don't see but I been holding back
    Tempted to do off, end it all at that
    You can help me if your aim is pure
    But there's no medicine, you know the cure

    And I could be alone
    But I faint, it's my fate
    Woah, and I could be alone
    Why wait on?

    And I could be alone
    But I faint, it's my fate
    Woah, and I could be alone
    Why wait on?

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