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On any given day i feel stuck around pavement,
and the way these friends of mine act is like cavemen,
always one pretty girl hoping will save them,
lost my train of thought cause mine i'm cravin,

why must so much of you attract me til i'm insane,
like cognitive thought isn't something in my brain,
and a pain you surely have to keep me tame,
i'd have you by my side if i had better aim,

somehow lacking killer instinct after some silence,
have me thinking you ran cause you heard sirens,
hard to see what your goal is like it was behind dark tints,
it's always some girl i can't have that contends,

gotta stop checking my cell cause i know you won't write,
yet again she left when i thought it was right,
must have been that turn in Albuquerque i took the other night,
hard to find my way home without my light.