Your words are more powerful than nature. You are stronger than the sea. And Your voice resounds like thunder. Yet Your Spirit nurtures me. . You are wise enough to direct me, God.
Magic. . [Chorus]. . Magic (magic). I'm straight magic (magic). I'm sicker than I've ever been. Tokes (tokes, tokes). I command whole armies on the mic.
Maggots, maggots what do you do ?. Maggots, maggots do do doo. Sudden impulse of the mind. A whimsy and a freak. Drone katydid in deep wood. Cup of coffee cools ninety-eight degrees.
On my last day,. I will want to say. it will all be okay.. . Tell my stories that I just can't tell,. I won't be a voice when I'm gone.. Live on to tell my stories,.
That settles it. This is my lucky day. That's what they always say. This is what they mean. . I'm looking up. Into a cloudless blue. Ever since I met you.
I'm thinking about asking you to be. Mrs. You and Me. I'm taking my time trying to find out. If there's any doubt. . They say, we're too young. But I never listen to what I've been told.
Some people really make me sick. And here's another reason why I don't lift weights. I don't talk about it in the locker room. But I don't like football.
Midnight moon I hold you. For this perfect night. Love is born to linger. In your magic light. . With that girl beside me and you above. You must also be in love.
Butter on a summer day. When she's around I was on the tracks. When the gate came down. Suddenly I recognized. Those bloodshot rear view mirror eyes as mine.
Verse Number One. . Isn't it mysterious to see God in His wondrous way?. Moving through our lives among the ordinary day...... He who rules the universe.... has time enough to hear us pray.
In constant sorrow all through his days. . I am a man of constant sorrow. I've seen trouble all my day. I bid farewell to old Kentucky. The place where I was born and raised.
When you crawl into my shell. You're after my jokes. They serves you well. When you crawl out of my shell. You stole my jokes. They serves you well. When you crawl into my shell.
When you crawl into my shell. You're after my jokes. They serves you well. When you crawl out of my shell. You stole my jokes. They serves you well. When you crawl into my shell.
Mother's smoking pot. In the bathroom. I can hear her butt. Squeaking on the tub. As the water grows cold. Around her legs. And father. Is in the study.
I could kiss you. The sunlight coming through your blouse. Words wont tell me what your bodys all about. . I could take you. You could take me. With hands and hair and eyes and bones and.
Black or white it seems the answer's cut and clear to you. This misconception of what you want and what it takes to feel free. This kind of shit will steal your sleep and only lead you to a breakdown.
IN THE MORNING LIGHT. I CAN SEE YOUR HEAD. UP AGAINST THE WINDOW. ARE WE STILL FRIENDS?. . AND WE RISE WITHOUT SAYING. A SINGLE WORD. AND I LOOK AT YOU.
HOLD ME NOW WHILE THERE'S TIME LEFT FOR US. WHEN THE MORNING COMES I'LL BE MISSING YOUR TOUCH. THE RISING SUN'S NO FRIEND OF MINE ANYMORE. . THE REST OF THE STREET CAN TURN OUT THEIR LIGHT.
My flow so tight and the beats so sick. my flow so tight and the beats so sick. my flow so tight and the beats so sick. chris brown should get his a** kicked.
Cool and calm, mr gorgeous. Walks up to the bar and orders and. As he passes by, they all sigh - ah.... When he moves just like a panther,. The fins obeys, the bones etch.