Lyrics:
agreed
If she wouldn’t live for her, she could live for me
But what part did I play in my own conspiracy?
A life given to her was a life taken by me,
an outta work bricklayer,part-time conga player
Brought along a set of LP's
Don't do a lot of talkin',let my fingers do the walkin'
And I play just as pretty
your friends and dancing in my head
Put me out of my misery
Wanna play the game, I'll try to be a strategizer
I drive myself insane instead of putting
being shadowed,
By the giants that are too divine,
Despite me looking up to them,
I hope that i can pass their flight,
Cuz i done lost my ticket,
And i’m
three and a half minutes
Yeah, I could have sworn there was one more instrument
I think I had my little brother play over it too
But I can't hear it
which kain guitar dey play
When shayo shiga again
Dangote na him go pay
Let's go
Gududum gududum gududum
Gududum gududum gududum
Gududum gududum gududum
time to live
Trying to keep the peace
What about me
But every seventh day
Now it’s my turn to play
Ice cold in the back of my car
Turn up those loud
And now, money for somethin' by Egg Storm
I want my
I want my refund back
I want my
I want my refund back
I want my
I want my refund back
I want my
I
the end of a day I thought would never come
I'm waiting on a woman that said she'd be here by sundown
Oh but at midnight if it's just my guitar I'll be
Next thing you know we had a couple kids
Couple dogs, couple parakeets,
Tupperware with lids.
Cheerios on the car seats,
Dust on my guitars.
20 years
turned on the lights
You play nice, play nice, play nice - play nice, play nice, play nice
Not here for romance, but by chance, you walk over my way
Me and Biggie
We here today
Trying to figure out
Which games to play
Nintendos great and PlayStation 2
I’ll battle anybody on my frickin GameCube
Ol' Opry
'Cause I ain't as cool as Waylon Jennings
And I can't write like Billy Joe
And I can't play guitar like Jerry Reed
And I can't sing like
was so excited to get my whole friend group over
Play the drums, bass, guitar, sing at the same time
My dad even set up a cool sound system for us
Mike
rapping my life
I just tell what I see
Got my family by my side
They be counting on me
Yeah the pressure is high
Got to carry the load
Yeah the water is
can make the sun grow dark
just by walking away
Playing like we used to play
Like it would never go away
I feel you beating in my chest
I'd be dead
the nights rolled by like headlights shining on a lonesome strip of tar
I kept his word of kindness close to me like a pick on my guitar
And we talked
hurt my side
Oh, don't do nothin' 'less you're all in it, all in it, all in it
All in it, all in it
Ever had a guitar missing five strings?
And me, I was one a' them
Pussy boys cause I hated football, so I got a
Guitar but a guitar was a poor substitute for a
Football with the girls in my
passing by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play
Go Go, Go Johnny Go, Go, Go Johnny Go
Go, Go Johnny Go Go, Go Johnny Go
might not know my way back home
I still have my guitar
That's good for my soul
Find myself walking by the cornfields
Beneath the Nebraska sun
Find myself
That's hard, that scar from playing air guitar
When I see you play at the Roxy (uh)
Tyler, I love you, I wanna be just like you (alright)
I think about
and my brains are my muse it's
Clear to see you can't soften my true grit
Cuz I keep busting without a full clip
And pretty soon, you'll see all the youth
When I was young, Mama bought me a guitar
A microphone and she said I'd go far
She said, "Just keep it raw, the lyrics hardcore"
Listen to my talk
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