Lyrics:
hate house what an empty home
I just wanna find a place where I belong
With the satellites up in the sky way up in the sky
The satellites passing me by
On our days of fatigue
To leave this place as one
History has won
Let the end begin
Now bring it
Ten thousand generations
And we get to be the last one
I
Break it down, tighten up
That’s just how we like it huh
Focus on the end while it blend got a ways to go
Break it down, tighten up
That’s just how
can lose myself reflecting in that moment on the day when we first met
Drinking from a rocks glass full of bourbon with a chaser of regret
Tonight,
all of my soul
I was so empty till you made me whole
Girl you complete me more every day
I promise forever to love you this way
Right from the start
When I asked, what's to come?
This ain't the type of shit that should be done
I'm too afraid to go back home
Days I think are my last, yeah, I'm
soul is a treasure
And a day's not wasted
Wasting time all of the day
Sometimes the spirit just wants to move that way
Great big scheme of puzzling
got no panties, I toss to that
Gooshie-gooshie-moshie-mooshie-push me-push me
I can tell by the way she dance shes got a nice pussy
[Chorus]
Walking down a lonely path
Hidden traps of broken glass
One by one you'll find them all
Piece by piece you'll find your way
You are a traveler
In
Credit card empty - I don't ever get sleep, nah
Keeping it real, on the same shit still
'Till the day that I get them pink grillz - bitch you know it's
MV
the pollen, smell the flowers in the garden
Invigorated by the showers raining in the harvest
I'm powered by the might that has hardened my resolve
When I tower
the state that I'm in
But it's not how they told you
My intentions were good
I was just bursting apart like the end of the arc
Holding on to whatever I
A thousand faces pass by every day
A thousand pair of eyes have glanced over me
But none have looked the right way
The street far below is too close
The cold
of these fake friends
Wasted moments… is that how it ends
Should've lived my own way
Not give a damn about the path I take
Why did I take offense with
a squeeze
Burn a few trees and let you get on top of me;
Strength on that D, freaky deaky in the bedroom
I'm a lady by day by night I need my legroom
to an end
The enemy or the enemy is better as a friend)
Last couple days before Shiro's gotta pay
Needs to get Kyron down, thinks he's figured out a way
probably never happen like this again
I guess it didn't work out for you in the end
It's not designed to make you feel that way, now, baby (oh no)
It's
Waiting, waiting, waiting waiting waiting, for extra days to come
Waiting, waiting end of the gaming, just traded screen for a sun
Just traded time
And you're hit by the full force of something pushed back and hidden
That's found a crack somewhere and rapidly risen
From some river or lake buried way down
Grey mass with no grey mass
Grimace when the end comes
Today, like the day before, was like the day before
And that day, like the day before, was like
But at the end of the day, that list it won’t matter
Could be empty or be filled to the brim with 23 ways of how i could love you
Cause all i know is
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
fellow of wit and gentry medieval ruse filling the shallow and empty, fools that duel duel in pools.
Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
To Rembrandt
to me
(Fosco calmly empties brandy from a
Hip flask into a glass
Then he takes out a small
Vial from his doctor's
Bag and pours powder from it
Into
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