Lyrics:
you see
Maybe I don't love you
I just love mystery
Have you lost your mind?
That's alright by me
Is it the barstool talking?
Did the whiskey
'Cause I had been to Europe
And I noticed that the kids would mosh off of hip-hop
So we put the band together
And I used the three bands that were my
Ayy, tell me you fuck with it, yeah
Downtown Atlanta, downtown Atlanta
Underground sound
Ayy, baby, what's happenin'?
I might buy time, this
Part 1
Yoni...Yoni...
Where are you?
Yoni...
She flies out of the sky
with a great swoosh of wings
and a flapping of feathers swirling by
to say you feel the same
And even if I know
I’ll never be your Leo
I’ll keep holding on
A hundred and three thousand ghosts are laughing in my dreams
My
Woke up at 4:23
My mind got wild and my thoughts way too deep
Thank God, you're right next to me
Don't need no amphetamine
Birds fly by faster
comes mixed with dust
Where the way it is, is the way it was
Pick any small town anywhere on the map
That's what we are, that's where we're
It took forty days and forty nights
To get myself feeling right
The desert in my head was dry as a bone
I followed breadcrumb trails
Jesus
Three times before dawn, the battle likes are drawn and verbal bombs are your demise
The lies you told yourself are caught in your breath,
Chorus
I’ve been in some places never thought i’d make it out alive
Physically and mentally felt trapped with no escape in sight.
Now my future’s looking
God's people who are called by His name
Would humble themselves and seek His face
And if we'd turn from our wicked ways
then He would surely heal the land
3, I'm enlisted by JMT
[Chorus]
And she reminded they were his favorites and...)
"Could we please consider for our morning view that flower box window with the three sides of glass? (
like I've won.
You're my key to survival.
And if it's a hero you want,
I can save you.
Just stay here.
Your whispers are priceless.
Your breathe,
There's trouble up at Cowbell Barn
The Shadoks are going back to the moon
With rhodedendrons in a burlap sack
Resin on a hessian violin rag
All
It's your first show.
You're scared to go.
You're ass from your elbow.
You can't tell what you are seein'.
Is chaos in the making.
the clouds
The wind was playing on the trees
With a tube stuck through the window
It's as easy as one, two, three
With a tube stuck through the window
He
and peace
Verse 2:
Bow, down, for what by popular demand
Rise to the top and then fight to withstand now
Many, settle, still, set, that, scene, on, fire
But
you call on me for
We are worlds apart
And these grey hairs I've grown
Have been nursed by the number of times
I've tried to think of why this will
Sharing in our joys and pain
Holding fast when none remain
Choosing love over being right
And just as You are three-in-one
Father, Holy Spirit, Son
Work in
"We're cutting it fuckin close"
As we three are surrounded.
The Queen and the Ronin repelling Hell's advances.
Ethereal projections of a wormhole emerge.
her eyes stay twinklin'
Like she stole them out the sky
I love her to switch her hips
'Cause everytime she walks by
I see a big ol onion booty
And it
zone lay under a camoflauged canopy
Its serious dope can't quarantine are areas
Niggas hungry
Better feed the pitbull terriors
Bit marks in the moon,
boys keep strippin'
We can kick it for hours, hoe get the boot by the minute
I tell her footwork, footwork when you do her, do her
You know your
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