Native Tongue

Caught you lookin' past my shoulder
 Gonna tell you in my native tongue
 But if the wrist does a twist
 The you'll know that the wicked eat their young
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 People scratchin' just to taste it
 Like they don't know right from wrong
 But this place has a taste
 And the flavors live the barrel of a gun
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 Standin in the sun-soaked streets
 In the land of perfect teeth
 Hate to say I told you so
 With such sincerity
 Someone take me home
 Cut me through the clouds
 Back to Leesburg I found out
 I'm a sentimental dog who comes around
 But don't belong
 I miss my native tongue
 Someone take me home
 Cut me through the clouds
 Back to Leesburg I found out
 I'm a sentimental dog who comes around
 But don't belong
 I miss my native tongue
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 You're so desperate to impress us
 Raise your finger take a call
 Felt so hip in your kicks
 Couldn't wait to let me know how much they cost
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 Act like you're so far above it
 Guess that I should bite my tongue
 To be fair we don't share much at all
 Except the air inside our lungs
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 Standin' in the sun-soaked streets
 In the land of perfect teeth
 Hate to say I told you so
 With such sincerity
 Someone take me home
 Cut me through the clouds
 Back to Leesburg I found out
 I'm a sentimental dog who comes around
 But don't belong
 I miss my native tongue
 Someone take me home
 Cut me through the clouds
 Back to Leesburg I found out
 I'm a sentimental dog who comes around
 But don't belong
 I miss my native tongue