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Will Young Out Of My Mind

6) Cos you've got to Get me out of my mind Breaking down the walls I'm falling apart Get me out of my mind Try to understand that I'm losing my heart

6) Cos you've got to Get me out of my mind Breaking down the walls I'm falling apart Get me out of my mind Try to understand that I'm losing my heart

freak like Cirque Du Soleil That's word to my flag, and my flag red I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind from the bottom I climb You aint hotter

a fucking roller coaster then it drops But what should I scream for this is my theme park My minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my

m the rookie? But my features and my show's ten times your pay? 50K for a verse, no album out Yeah, my money's so tall that my Barbie's gotta climb it

'em out As I proceed to spread 'em out and dead 'em out Spray 'em out, lay 'em out Ain't no surprise, come see me with four eyes Young Grip, I'm a prize

years, representin' the tattooed tears Other brothas locked up with no choice, left in the bowels of devil With no voice, my phones are tapped, my crib is bugged My

if it means my career ends All you so-called down MC's with Public Enemy I ain't heard nobody out there, tryin' to help my man out YouknowhatI'msayin'? Griff is my

my mind off you Where you at, do you mind if I come through I?m out of this world come with me to my planet Get you on my level do you think that you