Lyrics:
Mommy left
Me in a ditch
She had to know
That ill be pimpin
Love went missing
So Your love my
Ammunition
This love
Is my addiction
Pretty boy
By
Blacked out car , can you see who is in it ?
MCM BAG , for the woman of my life
Impulse life, so I gotta improvise
Life ain't easy , u know u gotta
least want to remember you
When another news reports announce the find of another murdered Indian woman
And I wonder is this is the one who will be
the tree by my house
Were yours forever to hold
You're the woman I'll marry
But I'm drunk in my car
With a big warm blanket of pills
And a sky full
think the girl who gossips is a bore
Yes, on land it's much preferred if the lady's not to say a word
And, after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?
Darlin', keep my gun and just rob me!
Oh, maybe every woman is an outlaw
I'm pretty sure they're pretty thieves in black
They'll make you scream like
get worse
A chance encounter that couldn't be rehearsed
For some unknown reason you finally see
What was dark is now light
Your life has changed by
in the trees. This is the street where the woman died, she had the problem of being too sweet, and how naive of me to think I couldnt get homesick in
The crowd walk by
They don't see what is inside
Don't see the power
Of the flames within her eyes
She is beyond the vanity of their world
Free nature
much of love we don't understand
But when is comes to take your hand, say, "yes, I will."
For today
Come what may
In this house of love we'll build say
Been troubled by much, Lord
The devil and such, Lord
I made some mistakes, Lord
I had junk in my veins, Lord
These times are strange, Lord
Like
Marc Boomin, we miss you
What up, Marc Boomin? Man
Undefined
Long nights in the trap
It's Rio
Boys in this bitch, nigga, free Big Hero
[Verse]
Get
I’m bad at being a woman because I won’t want to listen to lack of conviction
And now I’m a bitch because I don’t like it when you stare
We say,
learned what it means, to be somebody's baby
They let you lie in your bed by yourself and cry
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
Half a woman, half a child
Mary lay there sleeping
Never dreaming in a little while
She would hear the angel's greeting
Opened her eyes to see
A blind woman asked me today
Son, what do you see in the sky?
I don't know why but I said
The sun
But nobody has ever seen the sun
It's just
Here we are rounding the edge again
And I wonder if you recall what you said
When I asked to hear your largest as yet unanswered question
And you
On sometimes I got to come down from the
Trouble, from the noise and from the sound
Inna berlin city woman and man dem irie
But me overstand well how
Charles Gibbs
Words and Music Chris Foster
Copyright May 3rd 2003
Terror on the high seas wrought by Charles Gibbs
Brandishing his sword in pirate
A woman liked by all who ever knew her
A hedonist who lived life for the day
She fed her soul on feasting and with riches
And feared the day that she
and mother
And I still know your name
Yes I know your game
Yes I know your ways, woman
Mother of love
I'm under your spell
Driving too fast into
you pass them on the street, here a stranger drives by and shoots you in the knee.
I hate Christmas stuck out here in LaLa Land. I haven't met a woman
Meet us on each shore
But after a few months it’s amazing
Just what you’d settle for
The first stop on our voyage was
An island rich and lush
Filled
his own life
Left a beautiful wife and baby boy
I may never understand the full measure of a man
But this is what I'd tell him if he was here
Sometimes
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