100 lyrics for "You go out and it's on"

And I would turn on the TV But it's so embarrassing To see all the other people I don't know what they mean And it was magic at first But now this world is gonna hurt Turn it around When they spoke without sound You better turn that thing down
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Welcome to the panic room It's my dark place When you got nothing to lose paranoia sets in! And no matter what you'll do I never gonna let you in Walk myself away from you and I can't escape Panic, panic We running out of veil into the light of the day
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I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking
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It's never enough for you I've got time to slow you down, down, down, down I've got time to slow you down, down, down, down, down Got time on my hands Tonight, why you so broken? Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know all about you Tonight, why we still
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French inhale, I like the way you french inhale Do it again You don’t gotta sell it, 'cause its already sold And you don’t gotta roll one 'cause its already rolled Check out my technique, just weed let it fold Shit I’ve been smokin’ since I was 14 years
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It takes two, baby It takes two (It takes two) They say it's a man's world Well that cannot be denied But what good's a man's world Without a woman by your side And so I will wait Until that moment you decide
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Hey, just now the club on hold and the broads on pause You get home, it's gonna be waitin' on y'all So dog, just know, for real I promise you ain't missin' nothin' homes On everything Hey, say pimp, This to everybody stretched out behind the wall,
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This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race I'm a leading man and the lies I weave are oh so intricate Oh so intricate yeah I am an arms dealer Fitting you with weapons in the form of words And don't really care which side wins Long as the room keeps
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If New Orleans is beat, if New Orleans is beat Where does that leave you and me? Don't think about it Your smile is fading a bit, so I ration it Here where the Mississippi quits Where it's still got a bit of Minnesota in it No one will give you a thing
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