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stand upright
And start to see the light


Now my worries are all gone
This big old house is strong
I’m so glad I found you
And we didn’t wait so long for

Old skits and urban myths
Don"t fade away
We're in the in-between
Half night and day

Penthouse and pavement - once the whizz-kids
The Dunroamin' boys

bouncing off
crumbling walls

Chaos reigns supreme, the world a
madhouse of violence, anarchy, and
confusion. The old order fades away
into the mists

up shop
Party and dancing until bodies drop
My buddy frank in stein
Drunk like franken stein
He done drank all night
Til he got struck by the light

I was raised by momma with no guidance from my father
He never came around cause all we do is fight and argue
Used to spend them holiday and summers

of Sundays plus a couple of weeks, I'm told
He cobbled it together all by himself in the shed at the rear of the house
It caught the neighbours' full attention

Someday 
You'll let this go 
I know you will 

Oh, little darling 
On the sidewalk at the old house 
Lingering by the bedroom window, looking in

you and me and the bad joke I just told
We laugh at all our dumb luck
And the house we say we'll buy before we get too old
Where maybe our kids'll pull

In my body
There are cold things
Jutting outward
I can't sever
Shiny edges
Long and jagged
Maybe memories
Dug inside me
In that old house
You would

don't like you
That's the truth
And I always wished they'd build a bus stop right by your house
Maybe all this distance is why we could never figure it

To the lines in palms and rings of old growth trees
And it's lovers from a past life
Strangers in the night that hold me close
It's a writer in the will
The ones

that left me keep they face messed up
Cause they could've been my queen in that princess cut
Mad Revo ain't swayed by 80 shades of twat
And jewels I drop

Gonna cancel-culture everything
Burn the house and toss this ring
Disconnect from the constant ping
Of my wayward ways

Sure gotta fall to fall

right outside St. Gregory's
I can't get away, I'm still haunted by the memories
Can't shake the past, it's with you 'til you die
But one more pill

think this love will do it
This house is not a home it's burning down I'm all alone in it
My old girl hit my phone on some shit that is overdue
It isn't

the time of the season
But by then your mom
She had already left the house

And we never spoke about it
Insane that it actually happened
Cause even though

and me 

Maybe in another life
It could be us
Go down on one knee and ask for my love
I'd say yes and we would have some kids 
Build a house and grow old

bitches
I swear that they crowding my lane
Similar music, but never stole none

Paint my own picture, then went ahead, got it framed
Put the old me in

went to your old house 
Your words flew from the south
Sometimes the things you miss the most 
Are the ones you never thought would leave 

On their own

In the house next door, there's a lot of noise,
But it's the good kind, full of laughter and joys.
They're always popping over, with a smile so wide,

Shit come with time all the times why shit change
I don't get it why you hitting up my phone mane
I just wanna live i dont wanna die of old age
If this

Twins On The Way
Got A Bigger Old House Right Off The Lake
Life Is Good And God Is Great
Jesus Christ Country God Bless The USA

Christ Country Christ

gon' move, goons in the crib, nigga, what you gon' prove
Betting on me, think I'm gon' lose, is betting a old man that he ain't gon' snooze
Hating on me,

right there by your phone
Never switching up
I was on my last you told my Jaywall you can't give it up
I was on my last you told me Jaywall you can't