Lyrics:
it happen
Get on your feet
Get on your feet
You say I know it's a waste of time
There's no use trying
So scared that life's gonna pass you by
Your
the faint of heart, no.
Let’s raise a glass and toast to you and me.
Go ahead, fill up that solo cup
Hey, someone turn that music up
And raise a glass
place, O LORD of hosts!
My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the LORD; my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.
Even the sparrow finds
understand
Dumb fucks are wearing fanny packs
You a fat boy You never had sex
I know you just like to pretend
Heart smaller than Ariana Grande
And pay me back
smaller
So they'd rise out of all the blue
A sunflower wished
That he was taller
So by magic Bill and Joe got small
While the blossom dripped
Of his gold
Wake up in the morning, roll a blunt and then I count bank
Pull out the garage, hit a button then the top faint
You ain't from the "A", all you
feet faster and faster
So that she can see their eyes simultaneously
What were black points before
Begin to turn into a black circle the faster she spins
We were four Teens, that agreed were the same
Yas, Boris, Bettina, and our Joe to name
If it wasn't for you three would've truly went insane
on the gravel of your path
Blooming of beauty is faint
The yearns of the youth go as
A vessel left empty for days without end
The esteem of excellence has
One, two, three...
BILLY the Mountain
BILLY the Mountain
A regular picturesque
Postcardy mountain
Residing between lovely
Rosamond and Gorman
I've forgotten who i am im
sick and weak and fresh from sleep
i crawl from a crooked bed
with dirty feet and shaky hands
the numbers on the clock
Run amok, run amok (erase the frown)
Run amok, run amok (my feet are round)
It's three fucking AM, no sign of slowing down
Two people passed out in
Dino’s precious sun. A Washington and a pair of smaller, shiny Washingtons shy of Franklin’s frivolous fee, only to now lie at Franklin’s syphillised feet
eyes
Can’t stop can’t compromise
This is the way to life it lies here
Look up heart let’s not faint or fear
I’d rather walk free than sit enchained
Cloudy day, swollen heart
Feet to train to taxi to plane to bus and back home again
All I want is to be with you
But you're three thousand miles away
If
and my feet start to stumble
But least I didn't grow up in that shit town called pymble
Circle got smaller everyone turned ghost now I'm trying to do
should not be scared of where we put our feet
Just imagine how mama's life was hanging by a thread
No words could've been said to her baby boy in the shed
There are certain important missions
To which we should never assign
The faint of heart
Slaying dragons
Driving in Houston traffic
And changing
to look around
The world is smaller with your eyes down
Six feet above the ground
Twelve feet from where I wish I was
Empty tins of paint
The void I filled
sense
But that shit is too smart
Haters still call my songs trash
And I take that to heart
Trapped in the middle
Always feeling like Malcom
I use to do
by the reptilian wars
The elder´s council agreed to send an outkast priest
On a mission to find the long forgotten source of life
Prince of fire arise
tell ‘em its enough" aint for the faint ‘o heart
Ya you gotta be tuff cause life’s rough
Guns blasting, everlasting, violent acts and lack of action,
global with cold vocals and dark words
Vocal cords translate what my drunk heart slurs
Chest clogged up with sparked up herb, I feel faint
the heart
Something that stimulates the music in the measure
Measure in the music, raised in three parts
Casually see but don't do like the Soul
'Cause
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