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think I can go along with.
What you want hunn
Bring em all though
Marlboro cigerretes and Convos
That’s an encore, for an entré
I could roll one, know
Blasting off Taking flight
Hope that's alright
But you can count I'll be there by the end of the night
I'm On Private jet visions
Not because I like
would follow, keep testing me
Jeez, good thing my blade is sharp as ebony
The Devil better ease up, I'll poke back if you pester me
Flip out like toons,
unlimited access denied
To all the things you wish to hide
The lies, the sex and the secrets
Will tear us to pieces in time
When no one can tell wrong
unlimited access denied
To all the things you wish to hide
The lies, the sex and the secrets
Will tear us to pieces in time
When no one can tell wrong
I got Blokhead Johnny
On the Beat
This that ish
You gon' put on repeat
I heard they was
Missin' R&B
I bet I got
Exactly what they need
I remember
over the moon
I fell in love with the fans
You know I'll be there soon
It's all part of the plan
Lil passion for tunes
c lil passion for jams
They say
Sleeping storm break of dawn got to get
To where ive gotta be in your arms girl
Nice and warm girl by my side
All the more i am sure i adore
Don't talk to me about ban the bomb
Don't talk to me about who's side I'm on
Replace the system with one just the same
Don't you know that we are all
master.
We made ship to shore communication
You are my first true love but i've lost patience.
With the endless way we let our independence sway
A tendency
this sterile blade
And stand by me
Bury, the simple things
(your beauty)
And ask these questions
(it breaks me, breaks me softly)
Are you alright
(your
Me and my brother's old lady went out and got stinking,
She solved her curiosities about me by the railroad tracks.
She said I reminded her of him
went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
We'd smile at one another and we'd say
Those were
Maybe brunette maybe we got cooked Le Creuset then maybe you let
Maybe you gave but I never took
Turn the page I wrote the book
28 days in a tour bus
the motions like a champ
I take these aimless drives
From two a.M. To four, I live these secret lives
Identities that all die off, not one survives
By
buss down, girl you say when
Pay the cost to be the boss
You don't know the price
You don't know my life
You don't know the stress
When things are going
I'll show you pain,
Bite down,
Dig deep when you taste defeat,
Pain,
Bite down,
Dig deeper,
The thing about life is,
It don't owe you shit,
All
You gotta stay fresh
You gotta stay fresh
By any means necessary
Every time you pull up
These niggas better pull out their phones
Take a picture
weren't right
No indication
That you wanted to die
I wish I knew you weren't strong enough
I wish I know you couldn't breathe
But now all I have are letters
i'm just going through the motions, going through
most days i get up, get dressed, go to work by myself
yeah, i'm doing all the things normal people do
Act like one of those
And punch a harmless granny
Real hard up her nose
Let's sing a song together
Cause we are all fucked up
In a society
The same as what we really are
Is what you see in me
Really what I wanna be?
Is this all for me
Is this all for you?
Is this all we see in ourselves?
thing will fix this
Veins are flowing with my solution
Picturing death for inspiration
Set me free
Oh what a feeling as it enters my skin
Taking me
arms are strong but don't hold me.
My days unfold 'cause I'm growing gold.
And your hands they're tied like always.
I know you want me to make
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