Lyrics:
Oooh aaah...Album three y'all...
Oooh aaah...Blue
Oh i like what you do
Take the time out tonite,
Let me hear you say ahh
And we can take it
at your lovers one by one
And friends, too
I've come with hands above my head
I'm damned if I'll try to break your door down
If you ever come out just
the way I deal is shady
Skip hip data to get the anti-matter
Blue lines are the reason why the temple had to shatter
To the sound of silence surrounded
They ain't nothing like you
When you with me, you don't need a round two
Hand on ya waist, while i stand behind you
She ain't going no where, yeah we
a pressure pushed against my heart and it's just caused by the
Emotions and the feelings of the fallin' son
Tempted by the glamour of what can be if I followed
I'm holdin' tight, yeah, babe
Hands to the sun, that's alright
Doin' it all, it all
I owe you (yeah)
It's just the way you make me feel (alright)
spreading around
And your story's so predictable
You spent too long just hanging around, hanging around
Oh, she was brought up from a distance by
the overpass
And wait
And wait
Just wait
Just wait
Spinning closer...
He fell so fast
He has got no chance
Spinning closer
Her blue dress
Flew by so fast
Flew
up, you shot it up
Now your hands are cold
Your lips ice blue… ice blue
And it’s my love song for you
Your world breaks in two
My love song for you
So
know that I've been wanting to stay
By your side
Pull me in
You got me feeling alive
Take my hand
And We can go on a ride
Till the end
You got me
the morning
To be out walking down that road!
Just feeling another day beginning while some fools just rushing on by,
We'll be like some Mr. Independence: we're
I'm sitting down by the highway
Down by that highway side
Everybody's going somewhere
Riding just as fast as they can ride
I guess they've got
I'm sitting down by the highway
Down by that highway side
Everybody's going somewhere
Riding just as fast as they can ride
I guess they've got a lot
a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bust down that Richie Mille, put blue diamonds in it, I don't give a fuck, yeah
Two hundred bags in one neighborhood in four houses,
No one looks in this place for motive or any hope
But for the dead shot of an amber glass
The blue light of a votive
Rain obscured the window
That you're worth it, that you're gonna be all right
We just want to be loved
We just want to be loved
We just want to be loved by someone
We just
Just to get in bed with the devil that cursed you
I’m a cold steel machine, I’m a Wormtooth
Now you better figure out, where you’re going to turn to
I
Take me, so far, somewhere far away with you
Blue velvet, heart
Baby let's just go now
Don't wanna dance
Unless I am here with you
Here with you
at Statefarm like a good neighbor
She bad I ain't talking about behavior, nah
I got her to laugh, now I think the odds is in my favor
I'm a hustler by nature,
and smiled at me
She said, "Just wait and see then you'll see
The greatest thing you've ever seen
The only thing you've seen in dreams"
I was confused by what
Tired of these bitches thinking they mean
I'm off a bottle and just took a bean
Up in the Bronx but we still da Queens
Crown on my head and it's
"Yes, what's the deal, son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the ill street blues
"The friends will make you, then too can
son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the I'll street blues
"The friends will make you, them too can break you
They plan
poppin'
I'm just watchin', pullin' the lighter from my back pocket
Like that high karate, she won't kick it, sit by me
Come over to the crib, get hit by
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