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BRIDGE
I’m a sexy mamacita
And I like to stroke my ego
And I love to get my freaka
Maybe we could
(Repeat)
“Naw, I’m BAD BY MY DAMN
Baby, tell me how it’s possible to be so in love…
Like I was stroke by lightning girl every time we kiss my mind swirls..
Swear I don’t get it, baby
vision
I guess when doubt meets optimism that's quite the collision
Every stroke of my penmanship for that life we want to live
The ultimatum you giving
plan always dies
-CHBeneath
the surface of the sand
Lye's the key to this land
Beneath the surface of the sand
The creatures dance by pipes command
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heart, inside this river
Do you see yourself inside?-
Beneath this covered surface
Does my heart swell and shiver?
Solo by Hans Strasser – bass
Harry
He was born with magic
But didn't know how to use it
Ridiculed for being different
Exiled
He swore vengeance
Exiled
Underneath the surface
"I am
Beneath the surface, something sinister grows
An unwelcome guest now calls me home
I have no idea on what it feeds,
But it is something that I also seem
down by my clothes
I'm learning to fall
With no safety net to cushion the blow
I bruise easily
So be gentle when you handle me
There's a mark you
ever meet
Drawn by her for me
On the surface we were perfect
And I didn't want to let him go
I'll write a road map so the next will find it
But when
could…
(Chorus):
See straight to my soul
Know that I'm not perfect.
You make me feel like I'm worth it.
Cuz you see past the surface.
Cuz you...
Make me
Buried by the window
Somewhere in the garden
Maybe out of sight is never out of mind
Time is the offender
Fear is her companion
They will have a say
dancers, woah
And she's so perfect
She belongs on the surface
She belongs with me
She deserve everything she wants and needs
She wants Lil' Boat to get
numerous
Shots with the fo'-fo'
Fagots running to the Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa
Fuck rap, coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high,
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
of this dro then it'll give you satisfaction.
I've sold the most and no ones close but I'm not meaning to brag.
Its different strokes for different
One Sunday morning as I was walking
By Brisbane Waters I chance to stray
I heard a convict his fate bewailing
As on the sunny riverbank he lay
In the raw
In the raw
In the raw
In the raw
Don't choose too fast
You can't judge a book by it's cover
Make sure that what you see is what
to call this home, I'm more that just alone
Have I been passed by and left behind again
I feel it pulling me
It's heavy
No desire to wonder why
Fall
Seize
I am merely debris
Scattered along the ground
False
Rage
A man in a cage
An explosion without a sound
Drawn
In
By
You can't deal with the problem on the surface anymore
Go for the root -
And put your boot in the door
Knock down the walls
And get right
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
There's a hole in
avail?
Will I prevail?
No matter how hard I try
Even when I rectify
Always ask myself why
I'm branded by failure
No matter how hard I try
Even when I
seal slips to the surface
Don't think she even knows
Or cares but she sees me
Standing by the sea
Standing by the sea
Standing by the sea
Standing by
and a family to call mine
Oh, it's the little things that always get me by
Yeah, it's the little things, that always makes
Always makes me smile
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