Lyrics:
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But it’s my turn now, it’s been coming, it’s no news;
I’ve got them COLD NORTHERN BLUES.
3. So I stand by the roadside and look both
sharing dreams
Darling
In fields of green lit up by the moon
We’re running free
Darling
That’s two or three
Things that we have
In common
We have in common
(Oh)
(Oh Oh Oh)
One time I think I'll take a ride here
Two times I want to get by fear
Three time no more telling lies dear
Four times just please
Just cogs in a great machine
Victims of a brutal doctrine
Pulverised by artillery
Disintegrated company
Three hundred days of hell
Every hour,
you're looking like you need a little sympathy.
Riding on the freeway driving like you're lost
One or two or three ways your hopes and dreams get tossed
to dwell on dreams and forget to live your life
if there's something holding you back, tell me what it's about
whatever you choose, it's your right,you can't
You're living inside a dream,
Where nothing is what it seems.
Leave the candle burning all night,
Until the sun comes by.
It's you and me, with
dreams
Got China comin' out of 'er jeans.
Get money by any means, wearin' anything that's skin tight
Pretties up the outside to cover-up what's inside.
our love pass us by
I believed in you and me
I thought our love could be
But it was just a dream
It was just a fantasy
Chorus
to get rid of all the animosity towards me
That was shown by the other kids, what do I do
And why do everybody want to see a nigga fall
Mama and daddy
ChocolateMelody, MP3
I am just here chilling
Sound of rings
Fallen leaves
Mini dreams
True love is
Like I talk to the wind
I see stars are shinning
mine just happened to be, all over H-Town (wanna be down with M-O-E)
It's a playa made occupation (playa made occupation)
3rd Coast, high society
dead
On the floor by the door there’s a sliver of light
And a pair of cloven feet standing there
And there’s a knock as the clock strikes 3
But my daddy always taught me just to reach for the sky
Now my dream and aspirations go from single to hoe
As I realize there's a million
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders
Three conductors twenty-four sacks
And she reminded they were his favorites and...)
"Could we please consider for our morning view that flower box window with the three sides of glass? (
watch another shifting life go by
And lucid dreams will see this order fall
Logic... [Repeat: x3]
fetachini
Cabbage to the collard greeny
Shocker clean, he se me rockin up my dream as genies
Want to cream me, so I had to join his tightest teamy
the boogaloo black
And then the full split
Swingin' the ep with H2O and KMD
Comin' crazy mad looped for
The nineteen nine three
So tap the bottom of my
Forty
wonder.""
(S2-Art)
I got a playbook full of dreams and all my schemes under my bed.
I'm the king of knowing things but then leaving the shit unsaid.
Save
up in my spaceship
Hit the loud in my spaceship
No time for contemplating
Floating by the milkyway
Skin sun kissed
Like a milkyway
Caramel complexion
to the teahcer/nurse/whatever
Hold out the arm and quiet the voice x3
I too
got sucked in by the myth machine
unatainable
but I just wish we weren't so fuckin mindless
little
I'm everything you're chasing, the thing that you dream about
I'm what you really want, the shit that people read about
Niggers care for me, I make
the last time, happy to have found
the freedom at least in death... Fly... fly high, mighty Tharos... Your name
will always be remembered by the people
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