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Made a mess, I know
Made a mess, I know
Made a mess, I know

Just call me, give me a chance
I understand that it's hard
But I don't wanna dance

I love you just the way God made you
Girl, he don't make mistakes
What you call your imperfections
I call beautiful, babe
(Tell 'em, Blanc)

You've Got Everything Now

The Smiths

Hatful of Hollow

1984

everything now 
You've got everything now 
And what a terrible mess I've made of my life 
Oh, what a mess I've made of my life 

No, I've never had a job

And my lawyers present to translate the shit I don't know
Gotta, aim at your target
But don't be made a fool of by those who were there when you started

really love don't you love me love?
I feel like we were Romeo and Juliet
(I don't why you did what you did 
But I just want you to that that's how you made

I love you just the way God made you
Girl, he don't make mistakes
What you call your imperfections
I call beautiful, babe
(Tell 'em, Blanc)

All I need is clarity
To see
My mess is so
Orderly
All I need is clarity
To see
My mess
Has always been
And always will be
Super orderly
Awakened by

a (Snooze)
Whoa, almost tripped up, had to really tie my (Shoes)
Haters shooting shots, they really need to find a (Clue)
I done made it through the mud, I

to wake up in the morning
And feel all your pain again 

Ur a mess

With Nothing left

Ur a mess

You made your bed 
Ur a mess 
So get some rest 
Ur a mess

at hand
We're so blind to them

What is it gonna take to realize
That were only running out of time
Because this mess we've made
Is destroying both of our

colouring shades of grey
Replacing every memory day by day
Left alone to fix the mess I've made
(Wish I was better then, wish I was better when)

There's no

need you
That's what makes shit different
But I guess, I'll share blame
And own up to my crazy
What a mess that we've made
The type that you just can't

upon my ways
Now I'm smiling saying I made it
Coz mama used to cry
Dad would always pray
Hoping that their son would someday do something
Most people

I'll stay wayside. Corporate goodbye

Fall gives nothing to the spring. Constellations go unseen.
You know it's far from this mess I've made
I've got

from this with my parachute intact
I'll probably sprain my wrist, but I know time can heal that fast
Yeah, the years are flying by, it's like my soul has

haven't heard from her since
It was a mess
That shit be down the drain it get the boot
Now I'm talking bout the loot flyer than a parachute like what it do

for me
To be with you tell you what's Good baby tell you what's true The things I would do, do For You she mess with the crew
And the crew like her too

Interlude 5

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

mess. I'm telling you. We all are. I know that, you know, and I'm just, you know, I'll be the first to tell you, you know, I'm a mess and God is dealing

sleep
Don't tell me that I'm wrong
I don't know what I'm doing
But can you please just play along

My head is made of flowers
And my body made of steel

make you cry
But even angels wear parachutes when they fly
Somebody loves you, somebody loves you
But nobody wants you to make a mess
And every time that

In case you haven't heard
If I don't mess, wit the vibes
Imma flip the bird
If you say word
Than we cool
Ain't no stress tho
I'd rather be among

Dance with me tango on broken dreams
Don't let me sleep i dare not wake

Has the world now finally lost it's way?
Tell me now that this mess is from

You gone get some tears and stuff like that
But eventually
Your parachute will open, and you'll be soaring
I've been working on my grind
It's been worth

you're texting guys, but we're having sex tonight
Mess with my posse, die
I'm not real? that's gossip lies
I'll testify next sunrise, shocking, get