dream and fantasize. Slave to your desire, you'll buy anything. Curse and criticize. middle-aged and at your door. and they're selling you the son of God.
she's all weak and her heart beats so. she can't speak with the lights so low. . just to be one of a crowd. feet scuttling across the floor. spinning lights round and round.
Millworker houses lined up in a row. Another southern sunday's morning glow. Beneath the steeple all the people had begun. Shaking hands with the man who grips the gospel gun.
Take your cold hands off my neck. I'm seeing stars again. The lies you spoke only brought the truth. Holding me down.. . Speak what you may. It doesn't change the fact.
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Thousand miles. Of lonesome highway. Drinking gallons of coffee in a little cafe. Brought me here, and it's so good to find there's someone who's got.
She? s a beauty, the kind of beauty make-up can? t create. 'Cause it starts within her heart and flows throughout her soul. With a genuine reflection on her face.
Flashing headlights, rainy midnights. Highballing 'round Baltimore. Rear view mirror, I'm jamming gears. I can almost see her waiting at the door. So I'm hugging that line with my pedal.
She use to sit there by the window. Worrying half to death waiting for my car. Not knowing if or when I'd come home. And when I finally would. She'd be right there at the door.
Summertime. And the living is easy. Fish are jumpin'. And the cotton is high. . Your mama's rich. And your daddy's good lookin'. So hush little baby. Don't you cry.
You feel frozen. But you've been chosen. You lay there drunken. Your dreams seem sunken. . Your world's a small one. And you break the rules. You're one big fish.
Take your time now. Feel like standing still. Get your bearings. Until. . When the day is through. All you got to do is slowdown. When the day is through.
Don't find me. I just got a lot going on. Don't tell me. It's just an excuse for holding back. . Hold on, let me sleep on it tonight. Decide in the morning light.
(Alright). I am the new. For reasons I can never explain. I speak the truth. I put an end to all your pain. I want guilt, I want to drag you right through your past.
(Alright). I am the new. For reasons I can never explain. I speak the truth. I put an end to all your pain. I want guilt, I want to drag you right through your past.
Driving home now. We got away. Here's to our future at least. That's what they say. . Pouring rain. All through my head. Makes me wonder if I'd. Be better off dead.
Waiting in the club lounge. I slot in so systematicly. I wanna smash it to pieces. Release this hatred inside of me. You know you fill me with passion.
Sun shines. They must've made the hay. Hey, make the hay. Got mounting bills. You need to pay. No time to play. . There's no such thing. As a self made man.
Waiting in the club lounge. I slot in so systematicly. I wanna smash it to pieces. Release this hatred inside of me. . You know you fill me with passion.
Shout out to my man named Jean Roch Big. Big Snoop Dog. Let's go. Saint-Tropez. She know about that. International. I know where I belong. Even when I'm away.