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The moral of this story, why I tell this sorry tale,
Is so that you’re not daft like me. Let common sense prevail. 
I have a drink now. Watch TV. Go round

promised me
Our plans withered away
Rose garden by my window mocking me
Reminding me of the way
We could've had it all
Now look at where we are
Hollow hearts

pushing until you hop in digital dash coupes
And I know you see me grinding, I see you mad too
Now get the fuck out my business and get your cash, fool
Quit

inside of lack and want
It's the same God
Is Jehovah My great provider

Tell me why you're giving up on God
Tell me why you're giving up on Him
Tell me why

hot damn (damn)
I would never size you up by your thighs your butt
It's your mind is what I wanna see
Thinking maybe we could be
Something like a Bonnie

to lie
Leave me in stitches
'Cause we both know you're unbelievable

So many mutual friends
That you tried to turn against me
It was toxic by the end

me all the secrets that you've hid in lies, preach a story to predict human demise, shall I beg salvation from the source of fraud?  Living

your child
I'm a nice guys, you can give in
I'll fuck your wife and raise your child

Hand on they wallet when we walking by
Make up story when they

failure

Tears of blood
Drip down your face
Miracle erase
The story untold

With tangible hands
And ripped green tongue
My bated breath
Consumed by everyone

whos the one that burnt your soul?
My patience's wearing thinner
Don't drag me down, don't pull me down
Self-absorbed like the cage you were born in

ima pull up in a Ritz Carlton
Nigga know I'm balling

Spalding
Halting
When you see me walk by
(God damn)
My bitch so thick yeah she bi
(God damn)
She

to stay away from me.”

One by one my hands pulled off the canyon rim
I fell that day and I've been falling ever since then
It will take me 14 years

types
Of hate, love and anxiety
I'd wish to live this life for eternity

Hanging as I plea from the wounds that I've cut
To spread all the pain for my

Oh, what a sight
for my sore eyes
blinded by the lights
on the vicious horizon 
the place of destiny

It's a mystery
hear the echoes
it's a story

in your eyes, and hear what you'd say
On my travels, in small cubicles
I dreamt of you
There were blissful stories
Kisses and purple moons
Poetry

Donald Trump, fux Hillary and Bill 
They say I'm spazzin out and need to take a chill pill 
Have to keep my cool,they'll kill me like Anthony Hill 
Carolyn

Desert people pray to their own dreams
Then they make up a few stories to explain what it all means
All the child sacrifice might strike me as odd

E don dey turn to story
My knee don dey ache me 
I be don pray fot this miracle to come 
This heart desire,
She no be say e don pass me by?
For

Three months went by 
Feels like was one 
Those turquoise eyes 
Found love at first sight 

Instant connection 
Time wasn't right 
I'll never forget

run to return to the starting point
This story is an illusion
Or maybe a full stop?
I ask you again
But this time you answer by looking at my soul

This hurts
Seeing the way you wear your shirts
What's so wrong with me?
You won't even tell me
Can you stay inside?
Just for one night
Lay here by my

show,
Confusion fades the detail and the story loses its flow,
The scenes that you half-recall, go as quickly as they came
But, they all leave the same

Going through the dirt
I know it hurts
Show me what's good
How do I feel

I'm dead inside
Just show me the sight
They tell us stories about

at an izakaya
With sake in hand, sharing stories
How amusing, how amusing

A bit rowdy on the club floor
Girls in miniskirts
Dazzled by the flashy lights