[Loc]. Hello.. . [Richter]. 'ey Loc. . [Loc]. what.. . [Richter]. Wassup man, we still on fo' today dog?. . [Loc]. Yeah, uh, are you still down to go get this bud?.
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The Lack of Light. Hollow Sea. Poison Beaches. Limousines. Toothless Dentists. Cops That Kill. . My baby's got the lonesome lows. Don't quite go away overnight.
I do get lonely so many nights, spent soaking beans. and listening to my ears; you are what you hear. . Dog. Sit up and run. White laced panties and calm it.
She was calling around to find half an hour.. She walked right into my mirror.. Said she's here to waste time, I said, â??That's fine.â??. . Listen to thy self, be true to thy self, be true to thy self, be true.
City life was getting us down so we spent a weekend out town. Pitched our tent on a patch of ground down by the river. Lit a fire and drank some wine you put your jeans on top of mine.
Maybe the sky's fallin down around them babies,. Maybe the world is gonna spin out of control. I don't care anymore. . What if I quit today workin for the man,.
Maybe the sky's falling down around the babies. Maybe the world's gonna spin out of control. I don't give anymore. What if i quit today, workin' for the man.
Don't feel so bad. 'cause I'm gonna make it alright. Isn't it sad. That we've got to turn out the light. And if you sign your name on the dotted line.
Oh no no no no, oh no. You never make me stay. So take your weight off of me. I know your every move. So won't you just let me be. I've been here times before.
Got no more hate. And that makes me dangerous. No pride or shame. And that makes me dangerous. Can't get knocked down. And that makes me dangerous. My time is now.
John Roth had a heart like flame,. He believed all souls were loved the same. He packed up his hopes and his family and moved to Ohio. There in the deep dark wilderness,.
This is a story a very sad tale. Of intrigue and romance and electronic mail. A dangerous form of information, and the perils of instant gratification.
Little to the middle of a thousand miles. Of a blackish road you can drive. Don't look to the left, don't look to the right. Keep your eyes on the fucking line.
Loose tongues talking behind closed doors. I bet they see me walking back for more. I gotta wild idea, maybe, a wild idea. So come a little closer you got nothing to fear.
I said hey, ho. Baby can we mends.. I'm losing my mind, my head.. Another man in my place cause you're on the run.. Before I live to regret what I'm gonna do to you..
There's a new sensation. A fabulous creation. A danceable solution. To teenage revolution. . Do the strand love, when you feel love. It's the new way that's why we say.
Step up and forfeit your frontal lobe. To the sexed-up stroll of celebrity. Never mind that the nanoseconds in between. Are some of the darkest darkness that you've ever seen.
Cold and drizzly night in Chicago's deep dish. Fluorescent light of the bathroom. Shows my hands as they are. See an eyelash on my cheek. . Pick it off and make a wish.
Life use to be lifelike.. Now it's more like showbiz.. I wake up in the night & I don't know where the bathroom is.. And I don't know what town I'm in or what sky I am under..