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Ride With MeSong ratingsNot rated yet. Lyrics
How ya gonna make it baby?
That's the question to be asked Life goes on around you In so many different ways I know my share of history How hard it is to be free From wearing masks that turn to skin Hiding what you could have been And I, I, I'm so confused Which way, which way to choose? Ride with me baby 'til the end of the day Mama's home philosophy Makes everyone a freak but me Though I'm starvin' in the streets And can't predict the future Mirror, mirror on the wall Who's the sanest of us all? Is he with me or one of them? How does he dress, who are his friends? And I, I, I'm so confused Which way, which way to choose? Ride with me baby 'til the end of the day Mama's home philosophy Makes everyone a freak but me Though I'm starvin' in the streets And can't predict the future Can I have my vision back? I'll live outside your city walls You don't have to be afraid Until I come together Ride with me Baby 'Til the end of the day
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