Lyrics:
and regret
But I am haunted still by the things I can't forget
It's hard to take, this old heartache
It's drivin' me out of my mind
I can't take it and I
sure that we will meet again, but only time will tell
I'm sorry most of all I won¹t be there when you grow old
To be there by your side and keep you
pride
Like a klonopin
'Cause I can lay tracks with my eyes closed
China man
Real (I'm the one)
Nasty, all- all the time
Got a show in LA Sunday, then
I watched my bitch give up on me when i was broke
I should've knew she wasn't shit way before
Deep in them trenches i was laid up
Shooting them
Xandr
Oh my, oh my
I wanna do this before time just pass me by
I have to do this 'fore I pass away and die
Before my wings get clipped and I can't
well
It's hard to walk away from this old hand
So one more time we'll sing these lines and let that music swell
Then you've gotta go, when my baby shows,
a moment of glory
A face comes before me
The face of my pretty Fraulein
Fraulein, Fraulein
Walk down by the river
Pretend that your hand's holding
a moment of glory
A face comes before me
The face of my pretty Fraulein
Fraulein, Fraulein
Walk down by the river
Pretend that your hand's holding
Only voice heard in the house this evening
The time ticks away and I've got no meaning
Succumb to a place before my mind was present
The hungry wolf
Out the door before the sun comes up
Looking for life in a coffee cup
Drive to the next town to start my day
Doing whatever it takes to make my pay
Pretend I said that one 6 times
Now what?
I'll just read from my drafts first then I can spit a real verse
Ok, well
- Dash, can technically just sing
A familiar feeling, the brush of flesh against my own
Sounds of sobbing, weeping, of melancholy, lachrymose
Surrounded by simple offers to help,
good and evil
All I really sees complicity the dumb fucks call it legal
All I really see is a sleepy Holloway
How my days ruined by every other thing
to Music Row
And before I had time to spit,
It's pitched and sold and cut for a record
And moving up the charts and, damn, it's a hit!
So I wrote me
expressions never wearing thin and time flew by
I slept between his shoulder blades, I really thought we had it made, ace in the hole
But there's thin ice in
this old evil spirit
So deep down within the ground
You may bury my body down by the highway side
... Oh, babe I don't care what you do with my body
Time is just like these old shoes
I'm all worn out and my soul's worn through
Drug through the mud, the snow, and the slick
Gotta find another path,
stay in
I don't wanna overstep or intervene
God, what is your plan for me?
Give me a message and fill me with peace
Lead me by spirit instead of my
stand just as before
The same old problems the same old bores
The days are new, but we are tore
We must evolve from the very core
Why do we go
Why do we
world were gonna find interestin'
It's only a matter of time before that right connection
Thousands of miles away, whatchu expect?
You see I'm
was bought by my mum not Herman.
Anyway, Glaucia wanted a way to get back at me and these prison boys seemed like the perfect way so she inserted her
heart is free, no chains on me
God, You raise me up, up from the grave
The cross before, I'm on my way
My heart is free, no chains on me
Now is the time
you know
You've done this all before
c lot on your mind, give it some time, and you will grow
Verse 1:
I got doubts in my mind all the time (time
Just say that's it's alright
Just tell me how you feel
Oh, this time I think it's for real
And I know I've been here before
And I know I'm often
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