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it all comes back up
Ruin the only time I ever fell in love
They've got me by the balls, August, they got me
And I don't want to admit it
But I want

faux leather
Spicy red sausage and gingers in August
Lets burn

Non-believers will you do me a favor
Taste my tail pipe and tell me the flavor
Blackened

and dimming the lights
I see a light in my life
The cities like mountains, I see them on my either sides
Red lights are turning to green
Starting to say more

Trynna figure out what just happened, blinded by all the redness
That you been blessed with

Red, all I see is red
In the fire of her eyes, in the times

think something in the water
Sky blood red, trees burn by the dozen
Niggas came in here without coughing
Switch niggas tryna recreate the Big Bang
Why

Neighborhood

David Byrne

Look into the Eyeball

2001

She's still on my mind

April, May, June, July 
August comes around
Pretty soon, a years gone by
And we're still hanging out

The people feel so

warm
Like August in November
In my pocket, getting warm
A value-vacant ember
O Canada
 
O Canada, your penny buys
Not much more than a pair of eyes
Red

Forget Me Not

Inspectah Deck

Uncontrolled Substance

1999

not, eternally the flame burns

Forget me not (baby, sweet love)
Forget me not (girl, feel what I feel?)
(Baby, sweet love, girl, feel what I feel?)

As the Reflection Slowly Fades

Goatwhore

The Eclipse of Ages Into Black

Licking The Burns Of The Wicked's Kisses
Driven By Lust To Destroy Feebled Men
Risen From The Burnt Dreams Of The Light

As The Reflection Slowly Fades...

to be
I never thought that life would be a dream
this shit here feel like august 29th in 93
This shit here feel like all my sacrifices to succeed
This

in my domain
You entered deep in my woods
I must warn you of who I am
So prepare yourself for the wood rhyme rap murderer
I go by the name which is

I'll take you where the orphans sleep
Where barrels burn on secret streets 
Where winter begins and summer ends
And by a tangle of electric cords 
By

It's a hot night in August
And I'm laying in her bed
The moon breaks through the window 
And turns the dark night red

A silhouette lays sleeping