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So caught up in this task

Not a dime can I spend to

replace this precious time

These blocks I lap Tack this map

Yeah, each day I wake, hunger up more,

still I think about you

Swap a dozen sweet lines for a dollar bill

Not taken out of context, course not,

I'll pull for you

Up next, I swear, maybe next time

Yeah, soon to reel show, not too late

This much so far

Seeing calendar pages

Each county line feels right

right where I knew I'd be

A plot with a tied tight plan

Yeah, once done, no rush, real dirty hands

couldn't wait for you to see

I thirst under this sun in search for shade

You'll know when I walk in

Been too long, where I belong

Surprise at the end, of my hunt,

Your face steals my love

I'll make a kill for you

Make it right for you

Out from thin air & from the blue

Start back where we left off last

I'll be there for you

Your sit back needs

I'll make it clear to you

I can kill a day for you

LYRIC

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