everytime i step out the plane
i wanna get it right
the arrogance of youth
makes me do it wrong...
and it flows
and grows
they wanna fight over me,..
drinking nights
in the club as usual,
the method is clear
I'm out on the street.
how much did i lose?
a cellphone again,?
I´m not a lyricist
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