Lyrics:
clique be taking it far
Got ties with the upper skies, we practice aviation
All my peoples tryin' to reach billboards and new vacations
So start hatin'
motherfuckers far as I can throw
And I done lost too many homies
I done seen them tag they toes
So why have a life like mine
If you don't take time to enjoy
I love you, Tyler!
Hello, and welcome to the Blurryface Tour
How we doin' so far? We doin' alright?
Is it cool if we play a
Few older ones for ya,
you got me in tears, tears
Boy, you make me feel so
I can't describe this mood -
I feel so vulnerable
What is it you do to bring me to tears
Tears?
Got
Still so far to go
So if it's true they only got one bullet
Hold me closer to you before they pull it
If you go, I will go
I won't stay here alone, ooh
We all talk, we all walk, we all do the things we want
We're so powerful we say, so why can't we stop the hate
So come on, tell me how to get
long, too long)
I don't like to dream about gettin' paid
Last night I had a dream
Felt so good it had to be
Me and my homies were gettin' paid
the blade
Good morning
Where is your light?
Am I home?
I will hold to my chest
Where the wind can exist
I will try
Not to keep you too long
So
The Good Book says it's better to give than to receive
I do my best to do my part
Nothin' in my pockets I got nothin' up my sleeve
I keep my magic in my
what we've been through
So hold me close, never let me go
I need you now more than ever before
Don't say good-bye don't even think about it
Don't
Where do the good times go?
Lips that used to burn with love
Now are cold beneath my touch
Still I love you oh so much
Where do the good times go?
You're history
Na na na na na
So get on your bike and take a hike right out of here !
You're history
You're history
No good for me
No good for me
[Chorus]
Only the good soldiers die young
To stay alive up in these streets you gotsta fly one
Fore the flamers make you famous aimin to ply one
now
Mad monopoly all night long
Dirty bass got love to give
Yo, let me see that grill from here to here
So much love in the atmosphere
The good
[Chorus]
So fresh, coming through shining on them pussies
Keep that lime on me nigga, get money on them pussies
So fresh, shining all the time my
now
Mad monopoly all night long
Dirty bass got love to give
Yo, let me see that grill from here to here
So much love in the atmosphere
The good
Practically blazing the whole place down
Have it feel so good
Turn up the heat a little higher
Turn up the music; little louder
I just can't get enough
getting it twisted
Cause it ain't all good
They know I come from the ghetto eh….na na na
The ghetto eh na na na the ghe
You know I come from the ghe
So say
brass band of gratitude
Not quite dormant in my belly
It said so in a human voice
"Bellow forth"
And who among us could ignore such odd
And precise
wanna be?
So alive
What you wanna do?
What you wanna be?
I know you wanna live your life right
The Night is young, and so are we
We can do anything
Oh
wanna be?
So alive
What you wanna do?
What you wanna be?
I know you wanna live your life right
The Night is young, and so are we
We can do anything
Oh
Love hangs herself
With the bedsheets in her cell
Threw myself on fires for you
10 good reasons to stay alive
10 good reasons that I can't find
Oh,
I'm never gon' leave you
Waking up to the morning sun
Never felt so good to me (good to me)
Even when I had no money
Or a little bit of food
to come clean
And why do boys have to be so shady?
First it's all good and he's glad you his lady
Baby this, baby that, see another chick and he act like
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