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Spent to much time away from it all I'm blinded by change I'm not going home Rose tinted glasses I'm blinded by love Take my eyes away Take my eyes
Ain't no time to feel sorry, I know I'm never helpin' All my thoughts harassing me, I know I cannot miss 'em I been dying, sinning, at the cost of all my
I'm a human being now but I used to be a pig 'Til they shortened up my nose And they made me wear a wig I'm afraid the things on piggy farm Will
I'm a human being now but I used to be a pig 'Til they shortened up my nose and they made me wear a wig I'm afraid the things on piggy
That's why I pray every day Gotta pick up my cross Search for the lost, no matter the cost Because of who He is If I'm worth dying for Yes this God is
the Greatest and you living life They'll try to Down you in the streets Down you in the streets But when I die And they place me in my casket You'll throw roses
linen as cold as the clay I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy These words he did say as a police stepped by Come side down beside me and hear my
feeling cozy Rosé, I'm sipping rosé Right baby girl I'm feeling cozy Rosé, I'm sipping rosé Damn baby girl I'm feeling cozy You're a God-sent angel to my
Go brash, Topahta offat, we'll gray ye rose Morning primord creeper sees the bird of paravision dying tweet the yellow
up in the morning got raped by bill bill cosley the first god damn what the fuck has happened to me? Losing my mind every single goddamn day. I hope
the cops they be watching me They be stalking me What you want from me yeah But there's still people Dying every day And it's our job to say it on this stage
Least that's what I said to the pigs Gun by the rib if you try me you baking Same spot be your dying location All of my life I been waiting for this
nothing change my way I don't give a fuck about the time or day I'm flexing real hard like its dues to pay I step in Don Tito get the deuce to drank I'm in
nothing change my way I don't give a fuck about the time or day I'm flexing real hard like its dues to pay I step in Don Tito get the deuce to drank I'm in
nothing change my way I don't give a fuck about the time or day I'm flexing real hard like its dues to pay I step in Don Tito get the deuce to drank I'm in
I know in my mind that I'm in love with you Please don't waste my time Watering dead roses, dead roses, dead roses Watering dead roses, dead roses
think about you every day But I won't fall back into my old ways Just for you to take advantage of me Roses are red And violets are blue How can I trust
already hit the deck Hoe ass pig think he can do whatever, that shit whack What are we supposed to do when they all keep getting attacked This is for my
breakfast and Lexapro Too sad for my appetite, have half a bite I'm ready to go I never could know leveling those friendly ole chemicals so Would leave me
to get this going While reloaded With my Guns and Roses You Already know this I'm Lincoln's brave n boldest Yeah The chosen one The golden child reloaded
with my wild Irish Rose. My wild Irish Rose, the dearest flower that grows, And some day for my sake, she may let me take the bloom from my wild Irish
Niggaz outchea dying erryday Young wild luvaz living by the phrase crime pays See it can be your time any day So you better grab you some heat
say I don't fear dying These police crimes and family Cries are getting out of hand by the way And I don't fear violent Sirens ain't frighting I,
"I've always wished to be laid when I died In a little churchyard on the green hillside By my father's grave, there let me be O bury me not on the lone
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