I Feel My Stuff

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I think I waited too long
 I'm moving into the dollhouse
 Some days we exercise, some days we harmonize
 Look away, look away, look away, oh yeah
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 Emily said she'd suddenly awaken
 Look at that guy with the government coupon
 Yoo hoo, ay, yoo hoo, gonna get you
 Japanese chairs in somebody's concert
 Telephone bills on the company paycheck
 Who knew? Who knew?
 I do
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 Emily lost her mobile phone
 Last nights dance on a bumpy road
 I won't go out in the cold
 Lebanese Chinese in my school
 Imagine who can make you cool
 Who's gonna pay for this call?
 The cheapest dog, the hottest sun
 The fiercest cat and the meanest gun
 You got to hold the peelings in your hands, baby
 It's a safety belt, it's a Christian crime
 A rocket ship, it's a joke of mine
 I took away the day that I'd be gone, shoot!
 Lebanese take their sailors home
 The broken stuff in the outer wall
 I'm sticking out in the road
 Memorize toilets, Chang Mai School
 I liked my song but I lost my cool
 I need my laser, don't move
 Put him in the ground where the Duchess grows
 Where the word is true and the girls are strong
 Gonna stuff it, step it, pick it, going by
 Take another life of a wretched soul
 When they get too high and the bushes grow
 Gonna rope it, squeeze it, push it, side to side
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 The chicken shack, the rising sun
 The written word in a foreign tongue
 You got to hold it all before it drops, baby
 It's a little bit, it's a lot inside
 It's a bigger thing than you can hide
 I took away the parts that need controlling
 Hooligans jump in the budget sign
 In the tropic zone when the fix is fine
 Gonna chase it, place it, face it, with my eye
 A stinky little bird in a dirty tree
 Gonna figure out, it's your lucky day
 If ya smell it, sell it, tell it to my ear
 Lowered in the ground where the Duchess grows
 Where the word is true and the girls are strong
 Gonna stuff it, step it, pick it, going by
 Take another life from a wretched soul
 If they get too high and the bushes grow
 And they rope it, squeeze it, push it, side to side
 I'm sayin' that feel my stuff, I get enough
 I come back to be stronger
 I feel my stuff, I changed my luck
 I come back to be stronger
 All in saying - I rule my stuff, I get enough
 I come back to be stronger
 I know I feel my stuff, I changed my luck
 I come back to be stronger
 

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Duration
06:24
Key
11
Tempo
172 BPM

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