Lyrics:
tally the votes
Finish me, dormant
With torture machine silencer-piece
Positioned where eyelids will reach REM
Well before I'm torn
I've never asked for
get rep to it
You get by on record but you wack on stage
So I'm blowing you up throwing hand grenades
[Parrish Smith]
That's why we roll
you make out
Opened up and the tally's out
Buddy said say here's your smile marks and how'd you make out
Top brass the seals on your envelope
Signed
I get a little bit high
Just enough to get by
Fighting demons in my mind
I get a little bit loose
With a little bit of Booze
Just to cruise
of key
Ohh baby I get by
(Try with a little help of my friends)
All I need is my brother
(Try with a little help of my friends)
I said I want to get high
a little crush
I got a little
Crush
I got a little crush
I got a little
Crush
I got a little crush
I got a little
Crush
I got a little crush
I got a little
'll stand by what I chose, future who knows
We had it once but not again
Elephant's in the room, I love you but I can't pretend
We used to love just a little
wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I
in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I squirt
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
Gotta love ma little
little bit
Little bit in la-la-la-la-love with me
Come here, stay with me, stroke me by the hair
'Cause I would give anything, anything, to have you
Children go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two by Paul and Silas
One by the little bitty baby
Born,
Frenchies that a little
Look like twins (yeah)
I can get you what you want
Just tell what you tryna spend
(What you tryna spend)
Got a blueberry farm by
Rollin round the valley got me feeling so free
Born a little hippie kid
Be like this until I'm dead
Like the way I'm living so why would I change it
Always
Technically I'm faulty and a little withdrawn
Stupid animals need to quote unquote sleep on the lawn
Herded up and degraded cattle that got lost on the farm
action figures
Keep killing niggas and making these little checks get bigger
Say that's the mission I'm writing until my plaques get bigger
Two say we
things
Yeah it's the little things
That drive me wild
I'm like a mad dog
I'm on a short leash
I'm on a tight rope hanging by a thread
I'm on some
Little by little
Little by little
Little by little
Little by little
Quiero amanecer entre tu piel de miel
Luego acariciarte hasta quitar tu
’m not your dad,
Calling me daddy, bad little freak
Gotta move on,
She don’t see what I see,
They don’t see what I see,
They don’t know what I mean,
can't say goodbye
I am just the sum of all my faults
Do not get behind me as I drag my heavy cross
Will I become nothing but a tally of my loss
How can I
goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up, I
comes down by your
Neck just a little it ain't even hot but u
Sweating just a little
I feel like I might've found
My wife just a little
Kinda like I
The fake can't relate sorry
I'm a different bread
Cut from a different cloth
That rare seed
Designed to be boss
I took loses now I'm tryna tally up Wins
little bit
Little bit in la-la-la-la-love with me
Come here, stay with me, stroke me by the hair
'Cause I would give anything, anything, to have you
Don't want to leave you empty-handed
Well, I agree that wouldn't be fair
Take along a little something to remember me by
A little something to show
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