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Don't like the platform well that's normal we can adjust it and you'll grow accustomed to
Seeing things through a lens making friends by

and
The chains and the
Flame and the Range and the J's preach

I remember passing out show flyers
Everybody just ripped them up
I was really thinking 'bout

As time goes by, a lot of it gets wasted on bitches that's really basic
Or drinking until they face shit or thinking that they can't take it
I need

stacking that bread and it's passing my height. Still in some struggle, but fight through the pain cause I see the light. In love with money one hell

trying to find
Enchanted by the passing of the days
There's a reason why we all live again

I got 15 minutes to qualify so I'm gonna defy
All the laws

We're all merely passing through
Doing what we can do for a lifetime
We have more than one adventure to take
More than one dream to make in our

monoliths with everything to lose
A dusty abyss, obscure and diffuse
Particle, this is not your helm
Let go of control and flow as a cell

A journey by

is burning
And the flame will never die
While I watch the wheel of fortune turning
And the long nights passing by
Ain't it funny how the time seems

Following You

Wolfsheim

No Happy View

1992

for your call
Watching liars passing by
Uh, I hate them all
Don't you realize
That I'm the only one
Who's good for you?

You're so heartlessly

This Falling Veil

Dark

Seduction

silent cries my life is passing by
Like echoes from the past that slowly fade
If love is a lie, what is all for
Remember every tear I've shed for you
Still

Stay There

Charles Hamilton

Hamilton, Charles

2016

Work, nigga, work
Field nigga rules
Guess they don't know how a real nigga do
Through the love and the hate I'm still in the groove
I only love

The light is passing by i raise my hands
The unknown voice is calling me now
In the softly light, I'm looking back

Please find me out give me your

broke they play victim
Passing out shots of the surplus
You niggas hungry for bullets, be sure that you get some

She pump through my veins like blood

Only the blood running warm
Turning to cold on the snow
Can release me from this retaliation

Across the oceans thru the lands
Barren and bleak

Over

Who I can always count upon
Oh, but a sax is just a man
That blows a kiss and then he's gone!
Like a train that's only passing through
That leaves