Search results for 'circle by sugarland' Page #95

haters in my circle
That won't say it out loud
Most of my friends
Never been to my house
I can look you in your soul
And see what you're about
They only

the pain
So, tell me, am I justified in everything I say?
I say
If I told you how I felt
Your voice just makes my body melt
Spinning 'round in circles

and coffee
While niggas sweeter than vanilla toffee
This boss shit
Is earned not given
We ain't ever taking losses
The circle of winners
I'm not finished
Til

Over and over
The pheromones, the overwhelming harmony
Consuming the colony
The Circle rules your life

Chop, chop, don't want to be late
Lift up

a circus tent of a country ruled by a clown so power hungry

I wanna change the subject, be positive
We've only got one life to live

It's not your decision

Theirs nothing in this world that I really like
Except the codeine spinning in my sprite
Money moves keep the circle tight
Oh yeah money moves keep

Tired of niggas talking bout what they bout to do and finna do
Know they roll with pussies circle full of air like inner tubes
Know I'll lay in

moving slowly
Doly yeah
Don't give a fuck if you know me
You wanna be in my circle then show me what

You better show me them lips when they circle

I'm running in circles
With no end and no start
I feel, altogether, like I'm
falling apart
But when I'm with you
I feel something new
Side by side

encouraged by my friendships
They scare the art out of my hands
I'd rather build a sand dune cabin
Than write a new song with the band

I know nothing real is

the wrath river
In the fifth circle
I am drowning
Deeper
But still, inside of myself, I can hear
The silent distant voice
Which is gently telling me that I am

that stuck to me
Yeah they gone bust for me
Yeah yeah
Them angels gone slide for me
God always gone ride for me
Yeah yeah
I gotta clear my circle of them

Silvia Dias "REALIZE"
Lyrics and Music written by Tom Hapke

Vers 1:
Running through the rainbow
Running through the sun
I feel the rain soft, on my

SHE DANCED 
Written by Tammy Edwards and Sean Kealy 2016

September 9th
She moved into the nursing home
Grandpa was gone
So much change and so alone

charge      
My circle might be small, but I’m living large
Yeah, I’m living large
Oo, I’m living large
Umm, hmm

Weekends in the mountains
Soirees

that retrograde would treat you well
It's crazy how our time flies (Osiris)
(I'm not who you think I am)
We talked in circles through lines
I know I

left
It ain't shit for me to work through I'm my best self
Man this pistol make me feel better call it self help
I'm surrounded by these sticks I ain't

Feeling so tall, I could give a high five to the pilot
Yeah, family tight, I keep small circle like eyelet
Whoa, inbox full of contracts I sign with

out)
Let the storm demolish every barricade (that you made)
Breaking the walls till everything falls, keep running in circles until you blow this world

Feeling so tall, I could give a high five to the pilot
Yeah, family tight, I keep small circle like eyelet
Whoa, inbox full of contracts I sign with

Running,
Circles in my mind
I’m a mess
Yes
Know I need to slow down
But I can’t rest
Yet

Feelin the rhythm
I get in the beat  
Precision 
In

Whoa…

Ooh…

It’s been a long time coming
I’m still running running in a line to the paper doing circles
I am only human never meant to hurt you
You

trust nobody, keep her circle tight.


Got wounds on her arms, they self inflicted.
She been abused what they first depicted.
What’s the problem but I

I’m done do whatever I choose 
Bulldog 
Full circle I’m bred 
Don’t nobody get hurt when I’m fed
Testing my drive 
I can rest when I die  
And that’s