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Simba are you listening?
I can feel your shadow at my feet
I can hear your heartbeat inside of my own

Simba can you hear me?
With our favorite movie on repeat
Each day as the tape gets more tattered and old

Your taste could be bold
Could hate to feel cold
Won't do what you're told
I wanted to go outside

We'd be partners in crime
Develop our minds
We'd fight all the time
Just needed to hold out

You didn't make it back home
You didn't make it back home

Brother, I see you
Even when your steps weaves you away
No path you walk are you walking alone

Brother, I'm beside you
Can't you feel my shadow at your feet
Each step you take you are walking in gold

Your spirit is old
Enriched is your soul
Charmed to behold
I wanted to go outside

We'd be partners in crime
Develop our minds
We'd fight all the time
Just needed to hold out

I didn't make it back home
I didn't make it back home

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Writer(s): Selena Jackson
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