Lyrics:
"My Love Is Like a Star" it's actually
Written by Tody Gad and James Morrison
Who I'm a huge fan of, and I
Loved his music for so long
And when I
I was six the day James Baldwin died, and fifteen in ninety-six when Tupac's mother
Cried
Turned twenty in twenty-oh-one when Bush lied, and today in
a superstar
Come let me sign you up
(Let's get into it)
Ooh it's the lights (You're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood!
Ooh it's
All my friends
Wanna know why you ain't figured it out just yet
All my friends
Been readin' the books by Morrison & West
All my friends
Wanna know
Morrison, all of them ended by Hollywood
Thank God for Hollywood
Hollywood
You sure you want this, baby?
Hollywood, it's the most addictive drug in
as
Our favorite movie stars from Jesse James to
Charles Manson, the media
Since their inception
Have turned criminals into folk heroes they
Just created
a superstar
Come let me sign you up
(Let's get into it)
Ooh it's the lights (You're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood!
Ooh it's
[Toni Morrison]
“We die, that may be the meaning of life.
But we do language, that may be the measure of our lives.”
[Verse: Graphene]
Language
watching
Jessie to my James we could be like team rocket
All this rain pouring got me holding up my jacket
Only time you getting wet is in the bed when we
like tom brady
And even when the weather outside gets cold
Ima stay on patrole to keep my bill fold swoll
[Chorus: Marty James]
Even when its cold
that early
In Morrison lines just beginning
Getting followed by feds like
"your hype cause your blick" but
We still rose from those cold
Broken nights
mean?
Spend the last on that bag, then split it, that's for the team
I was raised by country niggas shakin' it by any means
Talkin' grits with
Rocky Mountain water's alright I suppose
If you plan on getting pissed while holding your nose
You can wet your whistle how you wish that's fine
But
ragazza è Lilith
Mi scopa e fa due tiri
Morirò in un bagno, Jim Morrison in vasca
James Dean in auto, sto bruciando
Io e te sotto un camion, buio nella
hate the city
But you're going there
By summer you'll pack up your bags
Take all that you can
You're not coming back for a year now
But James if things
If there's a god, god bless the boys who pull me up from the lows
Praise Howlin' Wolf, Dylan
Praise Little Feat and Morrison
When my obsessions
And "jiggaboo" and "spearchucker"
And ugly real ugly
By the local White folks
And the local Negroes too
Just because she was born tobacco brown like James Brown
Ma
they'd tell
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel
Holding up the roof on a cheap motel
You can rent 'em all night
But they're cheaper by the hour
Im a hot mess lying about my name number and my mailing address
This glass floor is holding some serious baggage
Im stock piling fertilizer for IED's
who knows when
I will be by your place
or ride in the Autumn leaves
around St. James
or pick up where we left off
Our dreams we'll follow them
We'll
Reading the King James Version
All evil is a diversion
His words I'm learning
No more need for concerning
The Devil will try to lure
But trust in
and let me activate
A louder sound provided by Jammin' James
On a flex, guess what's coming next
A dope rhyme by the D Double T-X
On the mic to engage
the courtroom it's the trial of my brother James
He a comrade and 'cause that they gon' want him hanged
Threw James a pistol, put my rifle in the air
Said nobody
PERFECT FOR c LITTLE WHILE
Darden Smith / James House
It was perfect for a little while
Everything a love should be
Easy days and endless nights
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