Lyrics:
at the sky with the moon on my mind
No stars to count, no wings to fly
Yeah I remember when they sat us down and told us
When we fall, there would always be
Mama told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And if they give
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
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Words sometimes
when you makin' the shot
It's still a miss to me (Yeah)
I'm CT fletcher, mixed with a little Mr t
(Uh, huh) you on The Shade Room just hoping
That you
she enters by the flicker of candle light
And in her breast
A desert storm is taking form
An old thirst that can never be quenched or killed
Sweeps
and break down a pack
1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by
and inner pain
Wail - oh desolate gale
Through empires by blackened tears created
On the wings of a wind - The wind of wraith
Whose scythe caresses in
be myself
I can't wait to be human again
When we're human again, only human again
When we're knickknacks and whatnot's no more
Little push, little
even move, alright
And when you go to kneel, it's like ahhh, you fall over
It's horrible, so I don't advise the wings, ever, OK
It'll give you the most
come once we learn again to just let go
The tide sweeps us away like a dancer, lighter than a feathered wing
We ride on the music that holds all, asking
the trend
Let's be men, if not for us, then for the babies
The little ones the revolution has now begun
(Put on put on the wings of the morning and fly
(is he gon' ever fall off)
No, I walk by a so called tough guy
Watch him pass me nervous, after I passed him
He gon' get what the street life for
He
I got it little nigga
Im holding
Im rolling mayne
I dont want to go to sleep no mo
So hungry for the money ill eat your dough
Fuck nigga bet not come
and send this letter little writer with a strangers pen,
They trippin' acid if they think they gettin' me muzzled,
Cobra kai sweep em high and watch there
your butterfly love comes drifting by
I found out just what it is that you like most of all
To take a little honey then let our poor hearts fall
How
of oblivion
Fall into the hands of destiny
For a dawn there no more will be
Wail - oh desolate gale
Through empires by blackened tears created
On the wings
my life
Taken by another man better than me
You know those super pretty guys
That always sweeps 'em off they feet
Yeah you know the ones dumb as all
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
of these mornings, darlin'
You're gonna rise, you're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your little wings, your little wings
one of these, one of these mornings, darlin'
You're gonna rise, you're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your little wings, your little wings
strong
You thought that I would take a Fall that easily
I know it hurt to see me out Here standing on my feet
Best believe until I'm gone even When I stand
You sweep me up every time I fall
You have my back, I'll climb any wall
I look at you and every moment becomes sweeter
No, I'm not done, It's true that
at all
I be in love with it all
Look in your eyes and I fall
If only I knew all the shots that I needed to call for you to
Come a little closer
Come
letter little writer with a strangers pen,
They trippin' acid If they think they gettin' me muzzled,
Cobra Kai sweep em high and watch there fuckin'
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