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Pain Same Old Song

seen them come, I've seen them go Times will never change It's the same old song The same old song That's playing again The same old song Your

seen them come, I've seen them go Times will never change It's the same old song The same old song That's playing again The same old song Your

them come I've seen them go Times will never change It's the same old song The same old song That's playing again The same old song Your soul

the pain, girl Caress your frame, get them worries off your brain, girl I'm in your corner do what you want it's your thing, girl Oppositess attract, but we one in the same

bring sweet memories Of a tender love that used to be Now it's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone Now It's the same old song

in Cuba. (Cee-Lo vocals) I'm thinkin' of Assata, yeah. Listen to my Love, Assata, yeah. We're molded from the same mud, Assata. We share the same Blood

muthafucka till the world end, Money over weight, bitch, Rosanne, I don't listen to these kids, grown man, Skinny nigga dubbed up, Lohan, Lindsey the white Benz, same

, together we hung Now we let our chains hang and gang bang to maintain 'Ghanastan goin' through the same thing It trickles down at each other, we aim pain

forever--just show them some light Sometimes the truth brings pain But broken dreams regrow Not in the same old way But change is life you know And as I move on To start my song