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Roses on your cheek making rainbows with your feet. Remember counting sheep with me?. Diamonds on your teeth hiding wicked words beneath. Every scent you breathe, so free....
Nobody knows who I really am. I never felt this empty before. And if I ever need someone to come along. Who's gonna comfort me and keep me strong. . We are all rowing the boat of fate.
They're locking up the sun, the light of reason gone. N' hope has been successfully undone. The question's burning on, where is it coming from. No-one seems to know the monster born.
In our headlights,. staring, bleak,. beer cans,. deer's eyes. On the asphalt. underneath,. our crushed plans. and my lies. Lonely street signs,. powerlines, they keep on flashing,.
Times when I just can't. Bring myself to say it loud. 'Fraid that what I'll say comes out somehow awry. . That is when it seems. We move in circles day to day.
In our headlights, staring, bleak, beer cans, deer's eyes. On the asphalt underneath, our crushed plans and my lies. Lonely street signs, powerlines, they keep on flashing, flashing by (flashing).
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Camino por Madrid en tu compañía. mi mano en tu cintura copiando a tu mano en la cintura mía.. A paso lento, como bostezando. como quien besa el barrio al irlo pisando..
Mirando desde mi balcón las transeúntes,. haciendo de cuenta. que estoy tomando apuntes.. Y ella busca algo en su cartera. y yo me digo: ya llegó la primavera..
Que el pulso no me tiemble en el ultimo instante,. Que el foco no pierda detalle de los dos amantes;. Que no nos falte nunca el elixir dulce de la hipocresía,.
Vine hasta al mar con la noche en la mira. mis lentes de cerca, mi guitarra rota. con una hoja en blanco que en blanco quedaría intacta. . es que la noche no.
Una nostalgia. donde se condensa el rocío.. Un paso en falso. hacia un remolino en el río.. Cualquier contrasentido. hoy cobra sentido y se vuelve dilema.
Yo miraba la luna de Rasquí. Tumbado en la arena blanca Y la luna me hablaba solo a mí. La luna me hablaba solo a mí Me decía la luna de Rasquí:. "estás en arena santa" "Y la pena no llega hasta aquí".
(Verse 1). When I came home from jail we was brothers. Your beef was my beef. Remeber that time with Butta on your video set. When he was talkin' bout shootin'.
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(Verse One). Your son's stressin' you out. When he was home, he showed no respect for ya house. Now he locked up, callin' collect and you about. To put a block on your phone, Til he says you're the only one helpin' him out.
Niggas love you when you up north sendin em flicks. Hate you when you home and you chillin in whips. The same ones who say "son I feel your shit", be like "fuck that nigga he aint givin me shit." Niggas be sick, literally stress is bad for you. Envious shits really weak man, is you hearin me? Man up, where many niggas truth fulfill their needs. Stand up, stop sleepin, live your dreams. Only a weak nigga tries to live off strength. And when faced wit heavy burden, cant take the weight. When niggas know your secrets, its a chance you take. And if your man hold it down, thats real, be thankful. Real recognize real, that aint always true. A lot of people thrive while they mans eat steak food. Outta sight, outta mind, a few will remain true. Its not a game especially when they play you..
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