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Text: Chrishan. Dead.

How does it feel to know that I ain't coming home no more?
Now I'm on the cover of magazines,
The life we dreamed of, [yeahh]
But you can?t share with me
'Cause your pride won't let you be
So you're here and now,
Without a doubt, I'm over you, [yeah yeahh]
Is he cool, waiting ?
For you to make it right
Baby just say it, what's all up in your mind
Girl, I'm serious
Forget that I'm hearing ya
I'm out the door

How it feel when I'm not there?
Dead (x5)
How it feel when I'm not there?
Dead (x5)
How it feel when I'm not there?
Dead (x5)
How's it feel when I'm not there?
Dead (x5)
How it feel when I'm not there?


So can't just let it go
Well I don't know
I'm headed for the door
Then why should I stay here?
You say you love me, really love me

Then maybe I?m sorry [yeah yeah]
Dead (x5)
'Cause baby, I wanna be there ('Cause I know that you mean it now)
Dead (x5)
Then baby, I wanna be there (And I want you to know)
Dead (x5)
Then baby, I wanna be there (Noo, baby, yeah)
Dead (x5)
Baby, I wanna be there (huh wo oh)
Baby, I wanna be there (Yeah)
Baby, I wanna be there
Baby I wanna be there, for you