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A.U.S.T.
Yo it’s me man, A.U.S.T. man, dope on this M.I.C. man and I’m back once again
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Maybe someday, I’ll be rich, but I wouldn’t, count on it,
I’m 25, but I’m just like a kid, I waste all my time, doin nothin,
I need to get, my shit together, trouble is, I been sayin that forever,
At least this music, makes me feel better, it’s all I got in this stormy weather,
Havin all that nice stuff doesn’t really matter,
In some ways it’s easier bein a failure, no fake friends,
Or job with lots of pressure,
My expectations couldn’t be any lower,
And I forgot about all those years when I was a stoner,
Now I spend, most of my days sober,
And I just realized that life is goin nowhere, I just leave things, up in the air,
I make no plans, and live without a care,
It works for me, I’m hangin in there
I don’t drive a flashy car, I don’t live, like a star,
I don’t have, lots of money, could you ever love me, just for bein me,
All I got is my guitar, maybe someday, I’ll be a star,
Girl you, gotta believe, don’t you see, what I see
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I’m flyer than ever, lookin grown and sexy, wearin ties and sweaters, I keep it low budget but I still outdress you squares, you young employed professionals can’t compare, I may be jobless but I still got the hotness, everything I do, I do with soulfulness, you can’t put a price on this spit, it’s my gift to the world, and I love to give, so just kick back and enjoy this shit, don’t hate if you don’t like it, just get into it or let it be, I know your girl feelin me, most dudes just can’t compete, what I got is free, but it’s what you need, look into my eyes, and you’ll see what I mean
Let’s take a ride, away from this place, feel the breeze, drift away,
I’m so damn, sick of this town, I always see the same people around,
I don’t wanna talk or catch up, nothin’s new, nothin’s up,
Do me a favor, leave me alone, we were never friends, we were never close,
You just need me to boost your ego, sorry man, I got to go,
I got lots of time but for you I don’t, gotta find a girl and hit the road,
She makes me feel so good just like home, it’s just me and her in our own little world,
So close your eyes, and just imagine, we can make it someday, we can make it happen,
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