Lyrics:
wings
Watch this broken thing fly
Young love we feel inside
Secrets kept by you and I
Are locked away for us to keep
And I don't sleep but I know that
or a mouse? guess we'll find out
When I touch the horizon
Rising up high like a bird and I'm catching the worm
cuz I'm early
Jump to the front jersey
Heard
skyline, and they were that rare dance and flash. The sunlight bouncing off and absorbing their feathers like little Chinese hand fans wavering in the drafts
Yo yo
HERE WE GO
Put it on the king james
We got no time for games
Burnin up bridges, up in flames
Time flys, female lies, fake cries, everyone
own
In fact I've got a whole stack
If you're ok with that, then we're birds of a feather
come and fly into the river together
I'm happily drowning
not a matador hungry like
Jamba juices infested by carnivors
Lord, your slicktalk will have you
Knockin' on heavens gate
We see through your front like
gold
For the coo coo ain't she a fine bird
Don't she warble as she fly
But she never hollars coo coo
‘Till the fourth day of July
Sunny day
The birds sing
Beautiful but painful
Tune fondly reminds me of all the old days
My own dream fell from my hands as I have got older
Why?
preserve the memory of
you and me and our love.
darling child, you are my honey bee
don't you fly away from me
stay right here, I've been stung by you
I melt into your embrace
The birds fly high above the ocean waters
There until the hush of the evening
Take me up like the tide
I'll always stay
served, I'm here to confirm that love don't die
When I'm here at your side when I can make you fly like birds
But first, let's chill right here for
the little bird with a heavy wing
Fly dead into the wind, still believing
We hit the streets like fugitives
Getting lucky in the park where your daddy
throats
Nickatina been at since 11
Got me a spot up in gang bang heaven
My mother use ta say that I was like a little reverend
That's why they call
the framework of your day
Free as a fly, the bird in the sky
The basket of everlasting life
Locked in the mouth, dead by the docks
Going nowhere fast today
I'm lactose (Aweh)
My cashflow came streamin' in on that trap phone (Salute)
Street credibility is infinity, no bank loans
I was a little rascal who got
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