Lyrics:
by Zeus, concealed
So carelessly
We break the waves on a course untrue
Across the endless plain of blue
A new coast in view
Yeaaah
We, carouse with
stuck in my mind
Alive from what I've learned
I have to seize the day
To home I returned
Preparing for her flight
I held with all my might
Fearing
War is charmed
By an empty soldiers arms
With a river running red
With the streets filled of the dead
Another man is gone
And the hunt has since been
Stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St Nick, soon would be there
Brown paper packages tied up with string
Just me myself and I and my
that could hold patron
God bless a home girl that drove us home
No strings attached like a chord less phone
With all this shit I gave I should be richer
I lived in a town way down south
By the name of Buffalo
Worked in the mill with the rest of the trash
As we're often called you know
You factory
I'm going home
Be going home
Yeah I'll be coming back to you
The warmth in me lingers
As age rusts my fingers
That strum the same strings over again
designer
Tell me if you wanna
Take you home and we can make it by the hour
And if you like then I can stay another hour
Ride with me and I could treat you
love company, but you know how the bidness be
One day you're in love with me, the next day we enemies
String me along and try to play me like
what I mean man
This shit is way to deep yeah
No way
I don't need no one I'm cutting all the strings yeah
This the type of shit that you see in yo
in a bar room, Lord
Turnin' them songs into two-by-fours
Dreamin' 'bout the day that I'm sittin' by the fire
Huddled with my honey in her Country
the Seven-Eleven store
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money, got no strings
store
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money got no strings
the 7-Eleven store
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money, got no strings
my new love Mary Jane who shows me truth
Just a ruthless clueless rude bitch with an attitude who’s
Used to getting used by dudes now you wanna try
Shorty wanna lay back
Told her alright cause it's just a one-night stand
No no strings attached
Can't do that I gotta stick to the mother fucking
scream n’ shout my brain
See me smokin' dope then I flip and make it rain
Goth bitch all black got my shoes on with the flame
Went to hell and back still
With no god in the home... evil never let go
On the run... story loose on the street
If do they not cut off my tongue ima speak
Remember that they do not
Well I'm a sucker for some pretty eyes
But they're going home with some other boy tonight
Hell, I guess I'll be fine
'cause there's one girl whose
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
street poles hanging
People rushing by hearts filled with cheer
Silver bells ringing Christmas is near
The children are home no school for today
Vacations
to Baltimore
And this guitar is too heavy to hall around
And the trees are lit up with strings of lights
And the darkest night is woke by choral sounds
That
Marj said be home by 9
No way can I let that slide
We stay lit on these sides
I don't know what you think this is (Lol)
PG no guidance needed (None)
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