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one mind, two words. yes sir, I've heard. you should tell me. three times, for good. oh, I can't believe it, that you would stay, even if i told you to go...
14 hours to go. And the waiting's almost done. When I get back home. You're going to be the only one. . Staring at the lights or staring at the sun. Everyday another fight or ill to overcome.
I've tried to ask the question. Must be a million answers that just aren't there. You try to find yourself and I'll try to live my life. Well, I just don't care.
I'll be your loaded dice. You're holding all the cards. You set the tone whenever I'm with you. You make up all the rules. In this game of fools. . I see your signals change.
I've tried to ask the question. Must be a million answers that just aren't there. You try to find yourself and I'll try to live my life. Well, I just don't care.
It was years ago,. the memory I still hold onto is the thought of us two,. remember how we, went too quickly,. held on tightly but we weren't so lucky..
And so it's the end. The hollow end. So speed the process. Again and again. Move as fast as you can. Like the wind. On no end. . Horizontal flickering.
your words seem so vague. from hot lips, from your cold lips. mostly forgetting more than just the topic. melting eyes losing sight and breaking away.
And all the people are afraid. Cause Ali's got a punch they say. That'll knock you down, knock you down. Sly's got a family stone *. And all the cats groove along.
thanks to the highness our our royal waving being. we have to celebrate her birthday and look clean. for we are all invited at her anniversary. the feast of our so called democracy.
In the year 2012 everything you know and love. Will come to an end, is it fact or is it fiction?. Government and politicians are acting quite suspicious.
One Two Three. . Hold it! Hold it fellows. Im afraid youre just too darn loud. Next please. Can we have the next group please?. . Everyday, Youre always with me.
Why do you care if you never cared. before....and now i sit alone. see the. sticks you've thrown, you've broken more. than bones this time. no one loves you..
Brawling scratches mean a bad hair day. Go on and press your face all up against the glass. Watch and wonder as the pretty things spin and burn. Swing and missing all, almost every time.
Woke up sweating in the sun. Sprawled across my big brother's grave. Shaking and drunk with sleep. I crawled to my feet and walked up into the shade. Of a young elm tree that must have been planted since the last we came.
I turn away and shove my hands deep in my pockets. I see her face my body aches and I start rotting. I watch as he stares into eyes that gazed upon me.
Whistling in the park. Every night after dark. You're walking underneath the same old stars. It's late where you are. And no one knows just how far. You'll go to be #1 in the state.
It gave me chills the first time. That I saw that nigga since he shot LaGhram. They had him locked down, he got his weight up. And now he swears he's the fuckin' man.