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to check on me, I need a mirror to check on myself
I don't need no fame, but still a sinner
You ain't no saint, but the price at end is still the same
You

away from me
Don't take my car

I'm the premadonna
Tylenol
You can fuck my life
If you want at all

Tailored
Saints
Won't just steal for the flavor

at the Masteri
Get high get Hennessy
Baby u r my masterpiece

Trên vai hương burberry 
Gucci bag and diamond ring
Saint Laurent đâu thiết ai cần mình
Tripping đến

The sweetest son in law you could have wished for
And a happy new me

Free like a turkey at a vegan dinner
Done with the concept of saint and sinner
He's

it hotter than 105
Barely a regular guy
And are you ready to vibe
And just get live yeah
Uh
All these new guys got some regular flows
They still be

the shipping I'll prepare the packages
I know the formula to get it that's a "A" in calculus
You can't get none, boy, I'm too catholic, Saint Mary Magdalene
In

the eyes of the saint.

Raise hands to heaven in a pray.
No one can stop you on your way.
All sinless will be blessed.
Road to heaven paved by death.

best
Living with a mental mess yet we still have to get the bread
Looking up right at the clouds hoping a saint would just come down
Temptation hanging

If you ain’t got a relationship with the Father
This is a warning, you bout out of time
Thus sayeth the Most High, too many are out of line
We’re

a Saint Laurent Jacket
And put a r-a-n patch on the back
To mask the hurt
And make it worse
But she know at the end of the day
She here to stay
Cause even

hearts are long gone now
It was me who left you after all
But I still feel how I fell apart
When the brown haired girl appeared everything would fall

Standing in the sun
Yellow flower Sunday
Pump fake
They just see me on my own shit yeah
Play saint
And the fakes are callin' all day
Play it safe
I just

everybody's got problems that they deal with
If you think you're by yourself then you're full of shit
We got homeless people we got genocide we got drunk family

finding who you are 
the blessing of the Saints
but we live to see tomorrow to enjoy this new day
love & live this life  
keep in mind that we're here

to grow
we find comfort to meet our needs 
we learn to escape you know what i mean
finding who you are 
the blessing of the Saints
but we live to see

& we learn how to grow
we find comfort to meet our needs 
we learn to escape you know what i mean
finding who you are 
the blessing of the Saints
but we

CHO// 1
SATTY MASSA GONNA
BEG YOU ROCK AND COME IN YAH
WE A DRIVE GO A PORT SAINT LUCIE 
GO CHECK EVERTON BLENDER
HE’S LIKE MY MENTOR 
SOME OF HIS

side
Bring me light !
Save my soul - I beg you be my guide
5
You know well my hands are dirty
Cause we're all partners in crime
An' nothing ever fed my

criminal gang
Again and again
They wanna go my ways
Sneak step by step
But shut up in one of this days
Never remind me
About your presents
You wanna world

really sacrificed your son, ain't talking Abraham
And the end of times are near
We in the last hour, if you got an ear, sit down and hear
And open up your

shit by myself
So don't ever text me needy if you weren't there when I'm down
Woah, woah
Where am I
Don't know
Place where the hard work shows
A place

gettin' fucked over by they homies on the daily
cnd nobody believed I could do it, but Bailey
cnd Christopher McMillan call me the greatest
Saint Laurent

the faint of heart
It's like an episode from Are You Afraid of The Dark
No need for gold teeth in my grill just a razorblade
I identify as a threat that's why

LEADER OF THE BAND
Words and Music by Dan Fogelberg

An only child, alone and wild, a cabinet maker's son
His hands were meant for different work