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remember you said
Just tell her to suck
But that's not the way of a gentleman
You always grow bigger
When I don't need you
But now you're saing no
Yet I'm

take time cos my process is slow
Some beats I like five years old
To each his own
To do what they came here for
Born for thrown or pitch fork
Please

Whatever
The reason
You can't be here anymore
Just please
Make sure
You remember your landmarks
cnd the footprints that were formed
Be safe from harm

here, I'm scared I'll get something wrong
Stare at your crib and worry, sometimes all night long
Will I have enough money?
Is getting by cutting it too

don't think you understand
That you've really took the best of me
Unfazed by the drugs I take
Please go to hell for heaven's-, heaven's sake

I want

the days go by. 
I'm on my knees praying God help me please. 
Bring my baby back, bring him right back to me. 
If loving you is right I don't ever want

with fears, I said
I'm already weighed down
And if it's here you stay, please remember me
But at least don't hinder me
Because the memory of my love

the fuck am I doing here? 
And this is the time for when I look to you 
But you're nowhere to be found 
And I remember the songs that I sing to you 
And it's

Suddenly all the angels cried when
You appeared right here by my side
Said three words and i lost my pride said
How come they all say I'm crazy?
It's

Ghost

Counterparts

The Difference Between Hell and Home

2013

Born of two
Raised by four
I guess I took it all for granted
and only three remain
Even though you're wounded
I know that you're still here
I

Turn out the lights
Read them their rights
I got a blood stain on a switchblade knife
I'm tryna get paid by the end of the night
I got a raging motor

talking trash

Said I am the Naughty Santa by the way of the South Pole
And I'm here to love ya and soothe your simmering soul
He said I brought you

reached the platform
Now it's time for solid ground
And remember where it is that we are bound

Where it is we're bound

End of the Road

Murder by Death

Masters of Horror

2005

to hate me for what I've done
I hear them whispering in the hall:
"you'll live and die by the gun"
All I can do is sit here and pray,
That I'll be forgiven

Everytime I'm on 495 stuck in traffic I remember I'd do anything to be with you

Even just for an hour and change, when the drive is longer than