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The walk back home
We move too slow

Stand by
Waiting for the fire
Maybe I
Can do without this time

Decide
If you're down with me
I'm found
Stuck between

Maybe I most of all needed something to do
A heavy rock to roll/ a northern star above
I know plenty other words but we can call it love

Cuss everybody's

a bore by forty, you’re thirty-one years young. Left with no excuses, so you excused yourself. History repeats until you nurse it back to health”

Out

can't get enough of you
So here's a portal from me to you
I long for the sight of you
And when we traverse space and time
And I have reached my peace

brain,

Freaking out without your taste, popping pills until I see you,
Baby you can´t just fade away, I know you love to see blood runneth out,

By

it's almost pitch black
I can't even see the back of my hand
it doesn't change much, sinking in time
diving into the wreck
but all the clues have pushed

leave like 2
Bitches, I'm gon' write her then my shawty
We gon' slide up next to she got a choppa
Then she yoppin finger fuck that yoppa
Now theirs time

And this love runs so deep and it's healing
Woman you're my heart and soul
And I could always count on you
In troubled times you pulled me through
And my

no one who could ever save me

Can you hear their cries brought here
By the wind outside
The rain kills all the lights
And brings eternal night

And we

uh-uh-uh-uh-uh- ve

Verse
Blaze me with your energy
Getting comfortable underneath your feet
It's criminal
I'm holding on
As the sequencer runs out of time

"Time take us forward, relieve me this longing
They can land that plane on my heart, I don't care"
"Just give me November, the warmth of a whisper
In

looked down and smiled
Said, "We can't leave her behind"
"Son, I know you don't want her to go
But someday you'll change your mind"
And Johnny said

Follow You Down

Micky & the Motorcars

Ain't in It for the Money

2004

Written by: Words/J. Deeb, M. Braun, M. McCoy;Music/J. Deeb, M. Braun


My baby says we look so good together

So why do things turn ugly when

left me at the wheel then we'd be curtains in time

And I'm sorry if it took me too long to figure out you

Now I'm ready for this, we're at the right

on the wrong side
And I'll never get through

Everytime I take a dive
I end up drowning in frustration
Trains are passing by
But I can't make it to the station

ten weeks
The people weve both grown into
Can step out of the shadows of all we've been

I never knew just how to treat you right, tired all the time from staying out all
night and the years went by. I thought I only blinked my eyes.

As I'm driving from my house
I miss those days when we would spout 
Utter nonsense 
And act like it was so profound
Back when we could just kill time

throat and caught the seams
What is it with words I wrote? 
They fall in time
Displeasing
Storming out with painter's breath
In time we'll see
If you're

shot Bill Hickok in the back.
Theres always one like that in every time of history.
Most of them were varmets, but every once in a while, in one of them,

to be free to express their feelings
But Almighties of this world do not like it
As art strongly affects the mind and heart

A writer and a musician - we

and you didn't give it back
So I had to leave I ain't never coming back
You be switching up yo mood but you keep the same face
Suppose to be 50/50 we ain't

to leave behind
But not a single thing on earth
Can steal away
The life spent by your side

For every single hour with you
I wish there were
A thousand more

I don't know what to do 
let me hold you in my dreams 
if you wish to 
I can hold you in dreams 
if I think so 
and we bust out the seams 
let me hold