| Blind man, blind man talks
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| Couldn’t hate with his imagination
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| Couldn’t see the moon through the window, oh
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| I’ve been, I’ve been lost
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| Tryna find my part in human nature
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| Tryna see my souls through a window
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| Heard that I was done and my time’s up
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| Heard I had to build from the ground, up
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| Heard that they was painting me
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| With no paint on the picture
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| But I’ll paint you the picture
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| It’s easier to believe it
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| It’s easier to see it through the screens
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| 'Cause it sounds so bright
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| When we’re all just living that dream
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| All these flaws, all these flaws they may
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| Leave a few cuts and scrapes
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| To the day my days are done
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| I wouldn’t let all these falls
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| Make these old bones break
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| Finally found my wave
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| Bless the day, bless the day
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| Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah
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| Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah, yeah
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| Hard man, hard man tough
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| Didn’t let nobody test his patience
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| Sitting in this room with his blinds closed
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| I’ve been, I’ve been dark
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| Took some time to find the light the day bruh
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| Looking for my soul through the window
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| Heard that I was done and my time’s up
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| Heard I had to build from the ground, up
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| Heard that they was painting me
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| With no paint on the picture
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| But I’ll paint you the picture
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| It’s easier to believe it
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| It’s easier to see it through the screens
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| 'Cause it sounds so bright
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| When we’re all just living that dream
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| All these flaws, all these flaws they may
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| Leave a few cuts and scrapes
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| To the day my days are done
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| I wouldn’t let all these falls
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| Make these old bones break
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| Finally found my wave
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| Bless the day, bless the day
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| Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah
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| Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah, yeah
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| Blind man, blind man talks
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| Couldn’t hate with his imagination
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| Couldn’t see the moon through the window |