100 lyrics for "Back in the day"

Don't you know you're standing in the way of the light? Turn night into day Pour oil on these flames Speed up my heart again There's still a way to make it right We'll find the strength this time And pull back this veil So come on, come on, come on
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I don't want to leave you breathless This is the end of I spend my days looking through pages Trying to find a way to get away from me With love to give that leaves you breathless Now all I need to find a way back inside my mind When will you realize A
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You never know homie, might meet some hoes homie You need to pump your brakes and drive slow homie Drive slow homie, drive slow homie My homie Marley used to stay, 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet, a
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We've come a long way since that day And we will never look back, at the faded silhouette To the old school To the old rounds, it's all about the newfound We are the newborn, the world knew all about us (We are the future and we're here to stay) And we
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I won't fall down again My heart's now dead and gone And I'm still breathing I made it out alive I'm so done with it I won't go back again and I'm okay with this, that I'll be on my own again Until the day I die which shouldn't be that long So I'll just
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Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like
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How it was when we were just kids Looking back On the past Yeah those were the days we thought we'd never lose But that's what memories are made of And we missed Wasn’t much but it's we had Cheap boat six pack of something light
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Let's start a riot, a riot Let's start a riot You're not the only one If you feel so empty So used up, so let down If you feel so angry So ripped off, so stepped on Refusing to back down
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Goin' back to Dallas, livin' in the palace of the king Oh, living in the palace of the king Living in the palace Be a natural thing was born down in Dallas, raised up on the city of wind Spent a month of Sundays, talkin' about the places I have been
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