Lyrics:
to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture
The metenance of icicle spirit by the warmth of true endearment
Was, is, and forever will be
In the Rotten Apple take a bite taste the worm
Embrace the world of reality we're faced to learn
Coke connection drug bust graveyards where thugs
And this is what our
President should be flying in we're gonna
Have Apple, an American company
Work on this plane
"What I need Saturday Night
Live
time to die
I'll sleep
And I'll dream
And I'll live
You'll never
Wake me up
Just let me sleep you'll never
Wake me up
I want to dream forever
Wake me
with corduroy slacks
Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks
He waits for the whistle on the train to scream
So he can close his eyes and begin
acting rude
Show some gratitude and
We might just reserve the right to let you live
Think twice before you harrass these Crab-Ap Kids
Bring drama,
the dust of the weeks
Dig for redemption
In my dreams
It's there that I can sing
When the Winter goes gray
And the hour glass drains
I sleep
Did you ever sleep in a bear pit
With apple cores and mice along?
Did you ever lay on ice and grit
Or search for a place where the wind was gone?
I say goodbye, put myself to sleep
And till the end of time I'll live with you in my dreams
With you in my dreams
Till the end of time I'll live with
Born on the wind, cooled by the rain
Lost in a dream, no memory remains
Under the clouds, far from the sun
Tied to a wheel, since time has begun.
asking who is.
[hook] is it really a win when your team ain’t there?
Try to get you sleep & your dreams ain’t there.
All you want is to make
sleeping, no more dream (ah)
More and more weeping, no meaning
Wake up. Dress up. Pack up, and leave
Pull up. Go up. Wash up, and sleep
Wake up. Dress up.
the goddamn streets
Cause that's the only way we gonna stop these pigs
We ain't gonna stop them by prayin'
We ain't gonna stop them by beggin'
And we ain't
our lives (right)
What do you bring to the table?
While I'm watching every nigga watching me closely
My shit is butter for the bread they wanna
forms and sight-worn we navigate
By fingertips, omen and cash
Can you remember the dreams in the rain
And when we made pancakes without any grain
Forever
shine
Come correct but regrets tend to climb
On the run I seek bliss through the grime
Through the stress I compress or I try
Minute by minute I'm
let the devil take you by the hand
You burn everything you touch
Dreams and love and life and such
You're an evil man yeah
(f. verse four)
Coastal
of broken dreams.
I wonder where you are;
Are you satisfied
To go through life with a chill in your soul,
And a memory that lives by your side?
Don't
addicted to drama
And struggle meals turned favorite meals isn't tradition it's trauma
But I wanna live like what was isn't what has to be
Like the apple can
Time's up
Starin' at my sunrise desktop
Every dream I had gets lost in the backdrop
Livin' in a post-job life in a flash pandemic,
Is little bit
Three AM in July, I just want to get high
Feel so bad yet so good, I just want to get by
Three AM in July, I just want to get high
Can't really sleep
dreams
Land land of Liberty we're run
By a constipated man
When you live in the past
You refuse to see
When your daughter comes home nine months
I've been living with these vivid vivid dreams
And I can't sleep by myself without some weed
Got these pictures flashing in my head so real
Need
gets me goin' now
Never sell, never sold
Live by the code now
Never tell, never told
Darts I throw
Like Clyde with the finger roll
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