Same fuckin story. Same fuckin story. . People slippin' in the rain. I watch them get up again. It makes me feel like I can too. Hey, hey, hey, yea. .
When I was eight I had a friend. With a pirate smile. Make believe and play pretend. We were innocent and wild. Hopped a fence and slammed the gate. Runnin' down my alleyway.
Slow motion as you softly end both our lives. Devotion doesn't mean a thing when nothing survives. Been through heaven. Been through hell but never thought you'd be through with me.
-Haterade-. Comes in many flavors. Pick one!. Can't nobody knock you off. Long as you on your ten hut. Said I couldn't get it done. I did it now so then what.
(Cynthia). A veces se que si, que pierdo la cabeza. y puedo aparentar que esto no me interesa. hasta puedo llegar a ser indiferente. si no estas conmigo....
Dai che si va, diamo un calcio alla citta. senza stress, problemi e mal di testa. se guardiamo i ma e i pero, son sicuro non si va. ogni volta rimandiamo una gran festa.
Cosmic mother awaken us in. Thine impartial love for all. Bless us that we be free from. The sway of greed and delusion. . Inspire us to build a new world.
[[Verse 1: Travis Scott]. 10 a.m. its west side bitch. She see the glasses, so obvious. Run from home, after tonight we up out of here. Dont go home cause they just ran me up out of there.
(Chorus) Intro. Where dead men walk,. They speak in tongues of angels.. . Verse 1. I've been here before,. Watched you fall like an avalanche.. Stood at the door,.
This is your revolution. It's just a bubble in time. This is my contribution. To your worrying mind. . Push, push, push, push. Move over, dream-ager. .
I can feel it. Causing through my veins. Releasing all the mental strain. So many things to do, so many things to say. Wallowing in my pride, waiting another day.
Tall lies disable.. That pen within.. We crash the cradle.. Through shadow grins.. Ever we adore.. Desperation star.. The tappastry of sores.. Small idols..
Your girl is easy like Sunday morning. your girl is easy. Your bitch is easy like Sunday morning. . She was riding in the Acura. I pulled up from the back of her.
Let me feel your voice. You're not alone. 'Cause we are slaves to choice. It brings us home. . You're not alone. You're not alone. . Staged a high, a high.
Me an' Earl was workin' the superslab outside a' that Ogallala?. When outta town come a local clown in a '65 Impala. Had a 'coon tail flyin' off a' his whip antenna.
(Chorus). Take me to the stadium, im gonna play my heart out there.. im gonna play it every where. oooh i may be down but i will rise, i took my feet and kiss the sky.
Verse. Catch me, catch me,. As I glide right through this bleak oasis.. Match me, match me,. To the face you held so dear within you.. Wake me, wake me,.
[Cyhi Da Prynce]. Okay, Huh. Uh. Boy you just a regret. quit cryin bout that bitch, n go get yourself some Kleenex. now he wanna fight, cause his broad all in my penic??.
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Well, I found him on the corner of Seventh and Main. In the Iowa township of Sloan (Township of Sloan...). He's tired, and he's hungry, he's old, and he's grungy.
Your energy soars for release as they turn you around. You cellophane fixtures a vision for yesterday's down. Do I begin your, plasticine grin. Keeps bringing you back when you could have been.