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the check and hit the lights
Hit the lights baby, grab a cup and let's go
67 Inches tall with a flame in my soul
I can take it back to '92, daddy ain't home

Uneasy Rider '88

Charlie Daniels

All-Time Greatest Hits

1993

'The Cloud Nine Bar and Grill'

We walked through the door and the place was jammed
The lights were low, they had a punk rock band
And some orange

Markiplier!
His Draw My Life had us all inspired!
I teared up and I'm not a crier!
I would rather light my farts on fire
Then ever stop watching Markiplier!

If you're upset, you can swell your leg
Stay at home and turn on the air conditioner to watch animation
When someone knocks at the door, I stuff it

Ice palaces
That they made for you
They made for you
For you

Ooh
Ooh
If you don't listen you'll miss the sound
Locked doors, silver spoons in

I see the fear is knockin' at my door
I will not tremble, I'll face the light
As long as I have got You by my side
Then everything's fine

crack
By seventeen
Eighteenth street where I played that
Nineteen - on the corner with
Twenty in they straps
Playing with my money like
Playing with my

house
There is a forlorn moon light silhouetting shadows unseen
Reflections playing movies with a fire in my eyes that I can't douse 
Simulating stages

Right
And I Laugh Cause My Previous Lifestyle Was Quite Wild
The Winter Came And Blew His Cold Air Through
Back Then Light Sweaters And A Couple Drinks

popping off on the opps  like he spins the blocks 
Video shot Worldstar and Youtube hot
Knots in his tube socks flashing money on his socials 
Mad shows

persistence
It gets so hard to swallow fresh breaths nonexistent
I reminisce about the dough I had to throw to get my goals
I let it feed the fire, found my

that's for no doubt
I can just wipe it all out and go back to SOHO

Since way back when, I've been aiming it high
To see my face goes by in flashing lights

prob'ly rip your pants off
If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
It prob'ly'll smell like cologne made out of bits of panther
They call me

Till the streets light flicker and I'm coming home running
Cause all I want to do stay up playing my video game
And get an air brush shirt with the font

sure this has happened before 

Yeah let’s call them now 
They’ll have to send someone to one the Doors

The we won’t be stuck in this lift 

Am
There’s

of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

Don't Think I Don't Love You

George Jones

I'm a People

1966

the door I don't love you anymore
Trouble is I don't love you any less
I don't love you anymore...
Trouble is I don't love you any less

LONELY KNOW MY

touring
Keep up the pouring
That poison yo organs
I'll keep putting powder front of my forehead
Popping them pills
Til these artists there's more dead

temptation

But our eyes stay distracted by our hope, but my sight is readjusting
I'm tired of locking the door and hitting my knees to the floor to pray for

come by and I'll spend the night
Okay
Fucking paradise
Way into the morning
Can't believe my eyes

But every open door
But every open door
Leaves me

The other day someone said I was fake
I nearly lost my mind i'm out on a grind
For what? I put in so much time for what?
The fame don't impress me
I'll still

on fire
They'll swallow the night and set it ablaze

The night is going away and the light is coming to stay
While my smile lingers on, I know now my heart

The doors of my dark exile are closed and locked up tight
I am the parasite and blood unlocks the light

Hymn of the damned! The fire burns the cries
Realm

me through the Night
You're my guiding star be my light be their light
I want to live forever in your Heaven with you by my side
You're the Shining