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I keep it standard in the face of defeat
Cause I refuse to believe
That we are defined by how many times we fail
But how a man can decline to accept

are migratory?
ARTHUR:  Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1:  What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR:  It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD

date it's my time
Splash on them niggas young Klay Klay, I'm on fire 
Gotcha lil bih talkin love to me I'm like, whoa 
Married to the money I tied

The Lonesomes

Dolly Parton

Backwoods Barbie

2008

My heart's as heavy as an anvil.
My tears are puddled in my eyes
And time seems to be at a standstill.
I've really got the lonesomes tonight.

know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins from your pony are slippin'

and night
Didn't even leave my home
My hands are tied 'cause
I'm not the one in control
Ain't that a bitch man
You get what you pay for
So now I hope I become

special
By then I'll have like three times that and my own bezel
Money comes
And money goes
Speak it fast
And have a show
Come my way
And I'll hold you

fundamentally disconnected

There are days in Kurahashi where I keep it very lonesome
Cause I wanna hear my own thoughts float across the ocean
If you get it, get

Gang outside, oh the gang outside
I don't give a fuck where you hang out by
Whole scope shrunk when my hands got tied
Take a wide ass shot, hope it

from yer pony are slippin' 
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin' 
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys 
Turn to broken

heavy for the scale to say
But God's grace, we are able to shape time and space
We're back in the style, form, and wave
What the Eagle told

happy
These MC's are happy with a G
But I'm gonna keep billing up P
'Til the government have to put a bullet
In my Boy Better Know tee
When are these

Returns

NF

The Search

2019

been waiting, please, I think it's time for my turn
My expertise are melodies, they talk to me when I'm hurt
Just let me be, eventually someday they'll

So much time writing my pain now my hand hurts
Place this pencil to the paper like my chemo to cancer
Music’s my disease spread a prison I cant cure,

They'd always off hand me
Like hammy down threads
No wonder as a youth I could never find Z's
No Wonder I would lay at night and bang my head
No wonder I

shoes
Well the call came in this morning
Said, "Brother can you help me?"
Didn't stop to think about it
Put a guitar by my hand
That I did, yes I did
Will

the borrower)
Devil you can't have my job (I don't have to succumb to this)
God gave me this job for a reason (By your stripes, I'm healed)

Your victory is tied

hands, Tied behind me, reminds me
Keep my friends, kinda close
For my foes, I should sleep by them
But with one eye open for precaution
Now everybody wanna

to just stand down
Fans can’t keep their hands down
My fuel never ran out (uh)
Always sat in the back of the class
Teacher said good luck trynna pass
It

Talking World War III Blues

Bob Dylan

Don't Look Back

1967

a Communist

Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
I said, let's go and play Adam and Eve
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
When she

That I fully comprehend
But in the end, we all pretend
And that is where we fail
Please take my hand, this isn't over
'Cause writing this will bring us

thinks of me
Are you lonesome tonight
Search for love but only to find
There's no turning back the time
Oh the many times I've tried
Are you lonesome my

Talkin' World War III Blues

Bob Dylan

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964 - Concert at Philharmonic Hall

2004

by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin'
You see what happened last time they started"

Well, I seen

hostage to see we the savior we need
No longer continue the cycle of violence by the hand my people
We the ones that gotta take action to receive all