Lyrics:
Stop it, stop it hey radio, fuck you! Radio
Fuck you! Y’all don’t want to lose again a
Lot of people here tonight felt like
They lost you know why?
to recognize the devil's lies
Recollecting and I'm second guessing lives
I thought were better times was on my second life
Born again yet took the pen you
Days come easy
By night it gets hard
So close to you
But yet I’m so far
Gets so ruff out here it gets tuff
Missing you babe
Cause I can't get enough
needed the inside to come together out the blue
It took a whole lot of work to end up, so terribly unfinished, ugly, and yet, so beautiful
I know what
make room)
And it don't, nine-seven to infinity
Rest in Peace, Rest in Peace
And the record is not over yet, the record is not over yet
It is not,
make room)
And it don't, nine-seven to infinity
Rest in Peace, Rest in Peace
And the record is not over yet, the record is not over yet
It is not,
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
That they'd ever considered repeating the past
When twenty million were slaughtered by NAZI invasion
They died fighting on our side you know
In
yes, I got it
Feeling hella good
Ain't got no driver's license
But you know I'm driven
The second I spit it
Everything that's what I'm giving
Yeah, I get
signals that are mixed
Are we stopping, are we going
Girl it really makes me pissed
You cant make up your mind
Yet with mine youre playing tricks
Spending
and again
In the situations that stimulated
Anxiety the first time
He faced someone with a gun
He was frightened
The second time, less so the third time
It
give chase
Halloway looks at the strange young boy
He sees him for what he is
Mister Dark made younger again by the
Power of the carousel
Charles picks
the impossible, improbable to make a check
So what's your secret
I'm never going back again
Take your pride and swallow it and take it as it's happening
So what's
politics got trick up their sleeves ,/of my empty palms tree outta Miami ,blowing throughout the seven seas/iz shot flowing by the bumblebee's clean all the honey out my
now
It's up to me, I must always allow
Myself a lot more time somehow
Yes, my life is ending, it's working as intended
Second by second by second by
Seven how you feeling today
Are you lost in maze surrounded by your pain
And again when you turn a corner
Dead end so you continue to wander
Scream
He said that I should keep going
Keep playing
And
And then I got
Again
You shouldn't use that word
You should say
Something else like
We found
The access to each Heaven
May be blocked by a very specific kind of emotional shit
Seeking the Seven Heavens at the eleventh hour
The power to acquire
24/7
24/7
I guess it's getting pretty complicated
Whenever I see you I get infatuated
By your eyes, your smile
This has been going on for a while
My
a theory of everything that makes due sense
But don't you know
Whether quantum or dynamic
In thought or by standard
That the moment you know something it
the first time I touched her hand
And the rain and the way it felt never let up all week
By Thursday I knew everything about her
And God, the last day I
into the swing and best friend ain't even see it
Vision dimming by the second I swear that seen that beacon
Was happening too fast couldn't tell you what
real, and you made me feel
like the sun in your sky.
Sleepless
Seven seconds go,
like hours flow, so slow.
The afterglow, was years ago,
counting
real, and you made me feel
like the sun in your sky.
Sleepless
Seven seconds go,
like hours flow, so slow.
The afterglow, was years ago,
counting
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