Hope you relate to me when I say. I wont let you out my mind. I had a little dream and the dream went like this. A little bit like this I had a little dream.
This is the new real, this is the new seen. This is the outcome of the end of the story. I hate flyin' cause the glory scares me. I ain't flyin' even though you dared me.
I am the only one searchin' for you. And if I get caught well, then the search is. And the stories you hear, you know they never add up. I hear the natives fussin' at the data chart.
From now on, I make haste. To carry my skin into the arm. Must of [unverified], never less, never less. Caught might grow in to a mind that eats like a big taste lie.
Lies and betrayals. Fruit-covered nails. Electricity and lust. Won't break the door. . I've got a heavy coat. It's filled with rocks and sand. And if I lose it.
Chinese spectate riding forklift,. Mother says "no". Can't I for...forklift me?. Why? because I need money, work,. Time is my life, not hers.. What does it mean?.
If you enjoy the company. of a descending family tree. Well tuck in your thoughts,. it's there or its not.. the feeling is mutual. . Well pardon my birth i just slipped out.
Child, don't you know I don't want to let you go. Child, don't you know that I don't wanna let you. Child, don't you know that I don't wanna let you. Child, don't you know that I don't wanna let you.
Open call for prison architects. Send me your blueprints asap. Stack the walls such that I cannot breathe. Man is breedin' forever, because of the weather I hope soon to leave from.
Hey lady, what do you need?. Do you think you'd like to come and bleed with me?. I'd like to invite you to a taste of my chalice. It's a special one, it's made of gold.
Woke up to people so tall to you. I can't so I won't stand. Up chuck break luck. Look for the splinters you might see where they come in. Go down, sweet yardley.
[Verse 1]. Rotten device, I'll say it twice. I'm too much, I'm too much comforted here. Costs too much, too much, we'll leave you. Everywhere eyes, nowhere to die.
By: Brett M. Baker. 9/11/03. . I'm running away from you (but in my mind). You're to damn fast (I cant get away). I try to block you out (you find another way).
Fame Throwa pass out the gold. The diamond watch, the last reward. All the things we had before. You sold us out and took it all. . Head-borne cries from zenith sluts.
oh, i'm on my knees. oh, i am begging, i'm begging, please. let your love, such a good love. cut me, embrace me. crush me and save me. . this is how books get written.
You like to wear the fast gun. You try and make me run. When the whole town turns its troubles down on you. You like to wear your gun down low. And you kiss her when you go.
Well, she's got dream dreams like he's got things. That'll open up her sky so she can use her wings to fly away. Well, she's got dream dreams like he's got things.
Now here's a song all about the flows. All about the plastic that's in between my toes. All about the hip hop all about the flip-flops that I rock. And don't ya know they are locales.
I've been bought, it's quite a scandal, just got out alive. I gave 'em all that they could handle then I took a dive. So, take a chair and make it snappy, tryin' to lose these jerks.
Do you remember me long ago. Used to wear. My heart on my sleeve. I guess it still shows. . We watched. The sun fall down. And I hop on my bike. Still that night.