Lyrics:
bringing death from above
And y'all can sleep with the beetles
Leaving you deader than Lennon
Then send a letter to heaven
That just explodes when it opens
I
need to replenish
And grading myself as I look for the blemish
Feel like DaVinci I'm painting these pictures but feel like John Lennon and throw on my
my shanty there,
I figured I was all set for life.
I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest
And went to town and picked me out a wife.
waits) I'm perfectly
(For me) fine but
(Home waits) I just need
(For me) to lie down
(She waits) we'll grow old
(For me) together
(She waits) we'll
waits) I'm perfectly
(For me) fine but
(Home waits) I just need
(For me) to lie down
(She waits) we'll grow old
(For me) together
(She waits) we'll
your skull
I seen shit John Lennon couldn’t imagine
Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzin'
It’s the type of shit normal
People can’t even fathom
So
motherfuckin' option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go, I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go, it's my shot
Feet, fail me
motherfuckin' option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go, I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go, it's my shot
Feet, fail me
David Hope - Find Your Way Home
Grass grows in the middle of the road
Old Ditches of stone
Round the bend at John ambys house
You know your nearly
together like I'm John Smith
I've already prepared for any plot twists
The aims to grow gracefully and not switch
I'm just tryna bless the west with more hot
became a gin and tonic
Mine became a beer
And we grew up a little more last year
Today at work they passed me by
And promoted John instead
I came
dodged the bullet that killed a cashier
My homie told me to come with him to the mass yea
Them brothers said "Don't go from written bars filled with rage
will shimmer with silver and gold
My lady is lovely she'll never grow old
And I offer this promise this one thing I know
I do it for you, Jane, for I
private planes 'bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with boujie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes
the corner while I'm bragging 'bout my wheels
In an overpriced studio recording in the hills
Yea, or nah, 'cuz that ain't me though
'Cuz if it was i'll cover
cottage surrounded by a colorful, looked-after garden.
The Old Gardener is sitting between the plants, speaking to them tenderly and respectfully.
Edward
I always feel lonely when you ain't right here by my side
Can you come over, I need you to brighten my night
I been recording and can't get you out
and you threw it away
I'm still debatin' whether, you're a waste
Just hear me out, cause I wrote it with faith
Still debatin' whether, you're a waste
Fuck
she's crying
She tells me of another great friend, he died
"If he can't make it" I think to myself, I spiral
Weeks go by, stuck, up my waist debt
motherfuckin' option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go, I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go, it's my shot
Feet, fail me
not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go, I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go, it's my shot
Feet, fail me not, this may be
of roast meat.
The brief reflection was stopped by a gesture of a man sitting by the bonfire. It was an old Cheyenne with a wistful face; he had laid his
I Had to grow up
And I ain't wanna grow up
Tried to act my age
But life said to act older
All I had was me
I Couldn't burden my friends
But it made
She told me about a strange Chinese restaurant
In North Canton, Ohio
A five-year-old girl was discovered in a freezer
Murdered by her mother
Her mom
.jpg/208px-John_Lennon_1969_(cropped).jpg "John Lennon")
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