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Yesterday was feeling so good, now it's gone
I'd feel like that always if I could, is that wrong?
Tell me 'bout the city you're from
Is it hot? Does it snow there?
Lately, I've been thinking 'bout my precarious future
Will you be there with me by my side, my girl, my shooter?
Who's to say who calculates? Not me, I'm no computer
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