Portugal. The Man – Keep On

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Keep on hanging onStuck here till I’m goneBoys still throwing songsRunning till I’m wrong
I never listened to tell the truthI never knewBut nobody missesWhat you didQuite like I do
Got me thinking bout itAll day long(till we’re dead and gone)All day long(till we’re dead and gone)
Banging my head against the wallAll day longBanging my head against the wallDead and gone
But I’m seeing a patternFalling from a ladderMust be tripping like a cartoonSlipping on a banana
Looked up in the sunBurned out but I ain’t doneIce cream melting downDripping on the ground
Young black and giftedNever lose, gotta be the shoesThat old money privilegeGot me confused, what is it you do
Got me thinking bout itAll day long(Banging my head against the wall)All day long(Banging my head against the wall)All day long(Banging my head against the wall)All day longAnd it’s all and it’s all and it’s all day longTill we’re dead and gone
Maybe I’m trippin to tell the truthDon’t have a clue(Maybe you’re not alone, that’s right)Maybe I missed out on my youthPlaying it cool



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