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many did I open the light to some other door

Am I a hypocrite for staying young
When a little consistency in my life is

All I'm looking for

Am I wrong

Preconditioned to accept the scraps
That we've been given
So we can make a decent meal
But a decent living
Is more elusive
The middle class
Growing

inside my head when we're out
Im living that life that you can't beat
While shes got my back with no doubt.

friends

I know there's no point to life
If all of this can be reset
Living day by day
But the next we might forget

No point trying to escape

song like the one you're listening to
The night wasn't much different
Than this one we're living in
From can I buy you a drink
To that first kiss
It all

is the point to life
When the only certainty we know is death
There has to be something more than this
Maybe we're just afraid of what we'll find
Break

eyes
Boy, you really got me by surprise
Last summer night and we were just living
Sky full of stars and my perfect feeling
Hi, July
Little white dress,

in, oh pretty please
So we

Are you living the books that you write in your mind
Are you kissing folks when its the right time
Am I missing the moments,

I'm so into you, I can barely breathe
We're right where we need to be, you're not a nobody
Cause I'm so, I'm so into you
Is it me, is it her?
Don't

young to leave
You and I were in similar places
Couldn't consider the intricacy of simple life, now I'm just a fan of the basics
We live in a matrix

like they're wearing a fleece
I'm the pick, Kenny Wheaton
This the shit I'm dealing with, it's rolling over all between the seasons
My family preached

my ad-libs
Violate me that don't really add up
You might end up with your life subtracted (yeah)
We're the last of a dying breed
I am he, I am

like bottled wine
Dealing pot like a banger in the drive-bys
Or disguised like America's terrorists ties
How I die is just a question
Through living

Different Hair, Different Shoes

Houston Davis Jones

Songs for Existance

Time shapes us like a most skilled sculptor from the clay of life
And the years define details and form the tales we?ll tell our children
When we?re

their backs on the city
You think I didn't but I saw your whole plug
No kak and I'm coming with the army and we so just
You were in deep the face of that

a song about flesh and bones
'Cuz everybody's body's gonna crumble like the fall of Rome
If we were the gods would they take us out the same way?
Would

Yo big Sloan Bone what up my g? Its your boy Namek. I think it's about that time we finally hit them with it. Some of that black and brown unity type

a garden.
Was there any tree in that garden.
Yes, Huzoor
There was a tall jack tree.
We were talking right under it Huzoor
There! This is a proof, you see.

full of lies to throw our sins in
We're going to straight to hell, start your engines
Will we ever find the truth it depends friend
Cause people pre

Marti's Last Stand

Enter the Haggis

Soapbox Heroes

and daughters now
So full of hatred pain
Hipocrisy and power
We would not listen
When they told us how they felt
And so by God I hopw we're happy now

Marti was

the remedy we're lacking,
Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!
At this the Mayor and Corporation
Quaked with a mighty consternation.
An hour they sate in

we're young
Tell your kids it's wrong
To associate with those who are not blonde
She was exhumed from an early grave
To be a prop in your profit press

believe

Looking back when we were young
I held your hand 
And promised ‘til our days were done
I’d be your man

And you were my angel
The light of my heart

a terrifying state of mind
Desperately trying to get open the eyes
Absorbing with fear, this horrific world
Observing when the last of my soul dies
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