The hours sad I left a maid. A lingering farewell taking. Whose sighs and tears my steps delayed. I thought her heart was breaking. In hurried words her name I blest.
Cold iron shackles and ball and chain. Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train. You know you bound to wind up dead. If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed.
I don't know why I love you like I do. After all the changes that you put me through. You stole my money and my cigarettes. And I haven't seen how to have you yet.
And you say, "Change your ways". And I just might. If you can get the pyrotechnics right. But I expect no more than a sentimental feeling and/or. A new T-shirt for my closet.
Interstate 37 is paved with good intentions. I'm prob'ly 50 years from heaven. But I'm 15 miles from hell. With two lanes to myself. . So thank God for Derek and Jesse.
Only sleep can wake me. Too much is always on my mind.. Only sleep can take me out of my own skin.. Awake at 6am to rack my brain of all this.. Awake to feed on the pain that we enlist..
Sign up.. . What can you say? When it's all been said before.. What can you write? When nothing's right anymore.. Where is the cop out? And the line to sell out..
with all this weight hanging on my shoulders, you'd think i'd be in shape.. with all these hands grabbing at my ankles, it's funny they're not black and blue..
Don't tell me that I'm fine. Always on top and leading the line.. Calling the shots to stay ahead. Count me in I'm almost out.. And in due time. And in clear mind. It ends up fine..
I never said you meant that much to me. I cared a little but you wouldn't believe. I never would pay what you want me to. But now I can. And make this quick because I never got my fix.
Spciale ddicace tous les rappeurs de la terre. Comprenne qui doit... ou qui peut!. A tous ceux la je dis:. Je ne suis sur terre que pour un court instant.
It's not natural If it goes against God. It's not factual Her truth is not hard. It's not natural If it goes against God. It's not factual Gimme the truth!.
Nous avions rendez-vous a la piscine. Toi et moi, tous les deux. Sans mes copains, sans tes copines. Tous les deux en amoureux. Ta soeur mongolienne. Ta soeur schizophrne.
If you fear, my dear, the end is near,. Please do check your frontal hemisphere.. Bitty chicky thinks the sky will fall.. You should sense I've guessed, it just won't end at all..
The sweat descends. The sweat scents. One cock sure fox in a house of hens. My mouth will water where the sweat descends. . The sweat descends sweet decadence,.
Are you looking for magic. On the back of a pack of matches?. It seems like we're trying to prove. That everything we pursue, we lose.. . All you scorned lovers:.
Smells like leather,. Tastes like sweat,. Tie up the horses for a tte--tte.. Tight braids,. Thighs ache,. You whisper to me, "This is no mistake.". You made me shake,.
I know I look like an open book. But if you took another look. You just might discover. What's under my obvious cover. . Well, toy doll. No, I don't want that name.
Sometimes I get to thinkin' 'bout days gone by. And I start cryin' every time. What I wouldn't give if I could just relive. One day with those old friends of mine.
When I'm with my guy and he watches all the pretty girls go by. And I feel so hurt deep inside, I wish that I could die. Not a word do I say. I just look the other way.