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a little hole in the wall, where drinks are watered down and everyone is sad.
Nobody here is a regular.
Unless by "regular" you mean they got a job they
Waking up under pressure go to bed in a state not sure about in between these days but it it don't feel great eyes hanging outta my head mouth feel
A little something from the good old days
I got the wind right here in a jar
I got the rain on tap at the bar
I got the sunshine up on the shelf
Allow
by what had been lost
Just for a moment, though I know it'll pass
Losing is so long
All my love stuck in a time that will always be gone
pill, the one you fear the most.
You bet your life and then you blew all your changes.
Do you believe in hope?
How long will I go, how long will I go?
[words & music by Thomas C. Hansen]
Tonight I'm standing all alone
My heart is cold as a stone
You start to cry, when I tell you why
I have to go
eyes, too blind to see
All the torture you put me through
What I was meant to be just manufactured by you
A thorn in my side since the day of my first
I be throwin cash all net don't hit the rim
Told her go slow motion for my nigga soulja slim
Ima throw this cash an she make it shakes
Pretty yellow
me away
High as hell wonderin' where it took me today
And she might get the dick ain't
No pussy in my face
You a bitch I could tell by
The look on your
that stage who are you creeping on
Forgiveness ain’t the only thing you asking
Begging is the only thing I’m lacking
I could go all day about your
It's cliché that I'm upset about those tough days.
I need some cigarettes, yeah, it’s too complicated.
Now, let me take a rest, leaving behind
care
Got they hands up
Put put em in the air
Spot this fly chick, ask her name
God damn girl you got ass for days
Took to my crib we can catch
sad for a day... itÃ''s ok!
I hit a nerve when I mentioned you should clean the
dirt When I purified the weight of tears in which IÃ''m
struggling for
falling on foreign ground
Luck in short supply
I feel like Crusoe before him found
All gone pass me by
I walk on beach, I sleep on sand
I walk in
Bailey won't you please come home.
Bill drove by that door
In an automobile,
A great big diamond, coach and footman
Hear that lady squeal.
He's all
Where you can hear a country song for fun
And someone plays the honky tonk guitar
Where all the lights will go out one by one
Where people join
no time it's the only way to get by
We lay in bed all day but midnight
Hacking at the seats tryna find a new way
To feel alive
We know that we'll
You Could Be Great
Some Days you aimed high
some you just couldn't try
some days were golden
Sunday morning
homeless church in the park
I watched
fickle boys to leave a hole in
But I've met a good man and all I want is to hold him
Close to my chest, much like these cards, it feels like I'm foldin'
Deep in December, the year has grown old
The days have grown dark and the nights have turned cold
And the hurts that we harbor, the debts that we owe
There’s a house by the river
In the land of a thousand seas
Where we used to get lost
And follow the wind coming from the hills
This is where we
to grow
In the cabbage patch have attatched quickly
Satisfied easily by the simplicity
The industries imagery that'll ram-way
The fan base
Watch the stems
would run them ragged, but one day they got fed up
And chased the prince right up against the fence
And the prince was eaten by his panties
When all our tears have reached the sea
Part of you will live in me
Way down deep inside my heart
The days keep coming without fail
A new wind
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