Lyrics:
should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party
'Cause all you
should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party
'Cause all you
should have bought you flowers
And held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours
When I had the chance
Take you to every party
'Cause all you
on the streets
Flashbackin' feelin' so sweet
So tell me ooh daddy
Do you wanna hold me close tonight?
Ooh love imagine me by your side
Your hands all over
Let's paint a picture you're in class
The teacher writes the notes too fast
And there's a boy who sits in back
Who's too afraid to raise his hand
And we will kick it old school
Like horse and cart
Gimme your hand
I'll give you my heart
So much to say
But where do I start
Where do I start
it be as it is in hea - ven
Like a battle weary soldier
I'm lifting up my hands
In absolute surrender
My life, my will, my plans
And Yours
bills are paid.
Consume, repeat,
and force yourself to sleep.
Weak hands, sore feet,
but it makes you feel complete.
The weight of the world’s got you
principle, hip hop that's what you call this
For more bars than Mardi Gras and all this
My past is darker than the blackest magic marker in the
Hands of Clive
labeled an outcast
The things that last never happen overnight
These calloused hands built the foundation of my life
Abandoned for love, left with no
No one here can love or understand me
Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me
Pack up all my cares and woe, here I go, winging low
Bye, bye,
if it's wrong
To let my hands do what they want?
Late at night I pretend we are
Dance dance dancing in the dark
Dancing in the dark
Oh la la
is,
That’s all he is,
All he is.
He’s there,
Just stick your hand out,
Cause when you put your hand out,
You’re going to stick your hand into
You come over to me,
Looked in my eyes and said for sure,
You had your hands all over my body tonight,
You didn't care about respectability,
With people
No one here can love or understand me
Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me
Pack up all my cares and woe, here I go, winging low
Bye, bye,
heal me
And I give you all my pieces broken
In your hands there is nothing that you can't fix
My heart is frayed, my scars are open
So put me back
do you love?
I've got a tombstone hand and a graveyard mind,
I'm just twenty-two and I don't mind dying
Who do you love?
Yeah, who do you love?
if it's wrong
To let my hands do what they want?
Late at night I pretend we are
Dance dance dancing in the dark
Dancing in the dark
Oh la la
I'm on a roll, I'm hittin' every every green light
I'm on a roll, I couldn't lose a hand if I tried
I'm on a roll, my ex wants sex tonight
I'm on a roll
you now that I'm suffering
Oh lord, I need to receive your hand in my heart
And he keeps an eye upon this town
The resignation superman
He'll
Everybody get together, take your hands and raise up
Raise up, raise up
Everybody get together don't be afraid to raise up
To all the fans sittin' up in
beef in the streets
Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout baggin the grams
I ain't never had no spot or went hand to hand
Me, I don't know nothin 'bout takin
"Where's the fucking money, shit head!"
Yo, fucking Paulie Trybe, man
Get your muthafucking hand out her asshole
We gotta go, fam', we gotta go,
Thats the one, Oy
How did he not find the bogey, with his hand in my shoe?
Way too close for me, ah well at least they allowed me through.
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