Lyrics:
wound in my heart
I used to think you were the right one from the start
Summer came and saw me falling deep into dark of my head
As time went by I felt
enough
So all I can say is
If we drew two circles, wrote a list in the middle
It wouldn't be very long, it would be kind of little
Our Venn diagram
the middle of the night
Handcuffed on her knees, had her reading off her rights
Oh no, now she askin' whats next
To me in the bed, I said baby thats my side
the middle of nowhere
Now I'm lost
Trying to make it on my own
I thought I could never do this,
But now I'm walking by myself
Out in the middle of nowhere
You
fade
Would that be OK?
And if you hide having no one around you
Though you hear them how they feel good
Right in the middle, it's the place where it's
up, get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck 'em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
I ain't really here to take no pictures (flash)
Middle
to know that
Used to get bullied by my best friend
My faith was really being tested
Met Glen Dean in the middle school scene
Told me use old spice and I
In the middle of the night,
When you high,
I just wait you by my side,
I like that.
Only you make me feel right, come by,
All the way you get me
people care
Right in front of their face
They act like I ain't even there
Im in the middle of the road
In the middle of the road
When I get a little low
Im
gliding
Your somewhere in the middle tryna figure out
You go left I go right
They say two wrongs don’t make a right
Gotta sleep through this sleepless night
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
your ass
I'm thuggin'
I'm thuggin'
I'm thuggin'
I'm thuggin'
Middle fingers to the cops and the judge
Raised by the O niggas just mean mug
I'm
still need your land, so
This is a letter
A letter to both sides
You're stuck in the middle
It's a middle with no left or right
This is a letter
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Don't worry about my politics
They are what they are
I work best when I get some rest
Right now I'm in a bar
Tiptoe in the middle of the tulips
Run and hide, don't forget to say your prayers
Tiptoe in the middle of the tulips
In despair, nearly terrifying
of the reason why I been working hard since the start of it
It’s Jett
I’m riding around by myself sometimes yea
It’s better just do it ya self sometimes yea
Old
long ago
When she met a man in a corner store
The man who wiped her feet right off the floor
To her he was so handsome, maybe a little to shy
But what
I got racks in the middle like a white man
I don't need no hype man, better get it right man
I got racks in the middle like a white man
I don't need
is tight, who you askin'
Right?
Ain't no nigga like the one I got
(No one can fuck you better)
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(Keeps you in
And it creeps in baby in the middle of the night
And it creeps in when you're not by my side
And it creeps in even when I'm supposed to be alright
find some friends, we´ll find another trick
Step outside in the middle of the street
We’ll not die trying!
By: David Enrique Espitia Alfaro
Copyright ©
with the old you
But there is nothing that I owe you
I stay on ghost until you act right
In the middle of the night
Good things must die
In the middle
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
me
Smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul
That's all right!
A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles
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