I get the same old dream. Same time every night. Fall to the ground and I wake up. . So I get out of bed. Put on my shoes and in my head. Thoughts fly back to the breakup.
Girl you know you're in my soul. You keep me awake all night. Well I don't know if I'm just comin' or gone. And how to make it right. . Well I don't know what you're all about.
It's nice to see you again. The years have been kind to you. You know I often think of you and smile. All the crazy things we used to do. . Well growing up together was good for me.
Gazing thru the sands of time and wondering if you'll be mine. A glimpse of future days I cannot see. Shining like a morning star exquisite jewel I see afar.
They say it takes a worried man to sing a worried song. For when that man starts singing you'd be surprised. How many people sing along, sing along, yeah, sing along.
In my home. They put so many pictures of me. And I live. In hopes that I can live up to me. And I'm just. As grim as I could possibly be. In my head. Where the saddest king reigns supreme.
Teen runaway, youth depraved. Your time is almost here. Shimmies and shakes, stands by her side. And whispers something in her ear. You can't go home high, not tonight.
Now am I just creative. Or was I meant to be a killer. Killing lovers in the street?. . Sometimes the most unlikely. Prove themselves to be a liar. Everything you said to me.
She's not it. She's really not it. She ain't it. She's really not it. . You know I'm glad that she's not alive. She quit her job when she was 45. This kind of drama hits me every day.
You ain't loved me right for a while. For your hand and word I'd crawl a mile. . For all that I know. For all that I know. For all that I know. You're still scandalous.
enjoy your summer in hell. . Nashville. in a coupe deville. I swear we drove through. an oil spill. and the shacks on the roadside. trade hats for water jugs.
Hey yo! This is Dee Bullit from Da P-Pack Posse. Yo, Some motherfuckers tryin' to sweat my homies from the H-Blockx. But we ain't going out like that, yo, ya listen up real good.
Sunny days in a winter world. Scatter deceptions in her eyes. A glimmer of white has fallen. On her smile, now she cries. Sunny world has died these days.
I've been looking for freedom. I've been looking for fun. I've been looking for one day in my life. when I ain't on the run. I've been looking for one day to groove.
Sometimes when I'm dreamin'And I'm far away from homeI kind of get the feelin' that I'm never quite aloneSee I just can't help but think about you baby.
A long way we have travelledJust to see your name in lightsWe're writing you this letter'Cos we're with you tonightYour Mama misses you soAnd your Papa wants you to knowThat babeWe want you to have your sayWe don't want to stand in your way.
Tried to sleepWoke up dreamingGuitars screamingIn the nightHeard a voiceDid you hear itDon't be afraidWe'll be alrightBe alright. (He's just a songwriter, songwriter, songwriter,songwriter, songwriter, songwriter, songwriter)(He's just a songwriter, songwriter, songwriter,songwriter, songwriter, songwriter, songwriter).
Now this ain't the best numberI ever wroteBut I wrote it for youAnd you aloneNow these aren't the best wordsThat I ever spokeBut I'll say them to youAnd you alone.
Little brother's got a habit. That he thinks he's getting under control. And he's selling all our love. And best wishes as the hunger grows. Living by the scripture on the subway walls.
This time I'm not gonna go so crazy. I'm not gonna let it faze me. I'm building my resistance. Bound to keep my distance. . Slowly, determined to take it slowly.