Lyrics:
Sideways rain that chew the roof through
Home by twelve o'clock in two shoes
Home by twelve o'clock in two shoes
Home by twelve o'clock in two shoes
Break
in the window, yeah
4AM, get in the wind, oh yeah
4AM, get in the wind, oh yeah
4AM is hard to breathe and I can't think
Restless as I'm haunted by
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Ooh,
heart, how I cursed that load.
In the long, long night, by the lone firelight
While the huskiers, round in a ring
Howled out their woes to the homeless
Rings in the middle of his head we
Can see an airport wind
Sock and constantly twirling
Anemometer the bottom of him has a landi
Ght and three spoked
speak when bitches pass me by
9 times outta 10 when I'm in the wind I'm either drunk or high
And to you smokers holla at me I'm gone smoke some witcha
But
little own world
I'm in my little own world
I'm in my little own world
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Eat by myself
All by myself
Dance by myself
Live by
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
sounds nice
Big fish in a small pond, I done grew up
Mad you ain't hit, that's too bad cause I'm turnt up
Gone with the wind, I be whew, I'm out of there
to the crease in her garter
Her ass my religion, her love's why I'm livin'
I smoke farm to face by the field full, partner
Life's a shitnado, the smoke my
was parched by the sun and blown by the wind
and finally washed away by the rain
So he went to his friends to get some help from them
but their crops
love, but in vain, I could tell
One night, a wild young cowboy came in
Wild as the West Texas wind
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing
With
the shoes aligned
Big trucks what my daughter ride
Bruce Wayne in the summer time
Fat racks in a duffle
Count 'em up by the 100's now
Count 'em up by
den, pass by haters like light wind
Get it in blood like mosquitoes on light skin
Aight den, I run with a clique of hype men
Trained to go and always
me till I fall
Till my face is up in smoke
Among the winds bringing autumn leaves
That turn the green to orange, and the blue to grey
Clouds are
to the moon like a rocket (woah)
I need the loot, a profit (woo)
I hop in the booth with the chronic (smoke)
I walk in the spot and they ask what I do and I
and I mean it till I'm dead
A nigga gone yeah a nigga gone
They ran in his house then he died by the chrome
Fucked up how he dead in front of his mom
love, but in vain, I could tell
One night, a wild young cowboy came in
Wild as the West Texas wind
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing
With
in vain I could tell
One night a wild young cowboy came in wild as the west Texas wind
Dashing and daring a drink he was sharing with wicked
love, but in vain I could tell
One night a wild young cowboy came in, wild as the West Texas wind
Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing
With
Tangled up in sheets when we get three sheets to the wind
That's the way we roll, and baby, here we go again
Overlookin' let's try one more time
it's him, some say it's her
Some say love's like smoke beyond all repair
So my darling, my darling, just let it go by
That old silhouette on the great
in the wind
All the pain Just toss it to the wind
Spark this up & Blow it in the wind
Blow it in the wind
Blow it in the wind
I found you
I found you
endorsed cuz I just do this
Let's go, return of the ganstas and thugs
Walk in this bitch by the dozen
I don't smoke cuz I'm cleaning my lungs
But I'm leaning
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