I've been around the way. I've been around the block. I got the keys to the city if the gates are locked. And a freak like me ain't 'bout to stop. I got a hand full of dreams and a heart full of God.
I've been around the way. I've been around the block. I got the keys to the city if the gates are locked. And a freak like me ain't 'bout to stop. I got a hand full of dreams and a heart full of God.
I've been around the way. I've been around the block. I got the keys to the city if the gates are locked. And a freak like me ain't 'bout to stop. I got a hand full of dreams and a heart full of God.
Happy birthday Jesus. Let's celebrate the birth of Love. . She was only 13. Young with a big dream. Then, unexpectedly, things would never be the same.
Call it a reason to retreat. I got some dreams that are bigger than me. I might be outmatched, outsized, the underdog in the fight of my life. Is it so crazy to believe.
Silly me, silly me, aye. Revertin back to my old ways. Them got to be in control days. Jump before I pray. Yo, I'm headed out in the doorway. . But I want your way Yahweh.
I'm a brand new man, I'm a conscious man. I'm a man who's burnin' for you. The mistakes I've made have been chased away. To the bottom of the ocean blue.
There's a revolution dawning. And love is on our side. If we answer to the calling. The light will guide our way in the night. . Through so many changes we stand for what is real.
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Chorus:. Her body shaped up,. make up,. (d*** girl you looking good). she gotta her nails done, hair done. (d*** girl you looking good). she got her clothes right, bagged tight.
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I can't escape this. Feeling inside burns me up. I can't erase it. Have I gone mad on my own. Why can't I face this. Hurry up, I'm lost without. Some kind of placement.
Searching for words. Embracing their meaning. Starving for hurt. Erasing your feelings. Replacing comfort. With a false sense of sacrifice. Waiting your turn.
There's a lit cigarette in the hand of my new angel. She's blowing smoke like halos. And now everybody wants her. But I shouldn't even bother. . Because you made me so complete, dear.
Bubbles. come join me in the tub. as i bask in the warm. water with bubbles. cradling me from. head to foot. like a warm, soft blanket. in the winter time.
Brush Stroke. . with one brush stroke. i attempt to paint. a picture of you. your beautiful face. the soft lines. around your eyes. your hair blowing.
I just don't care. Don't care at all. I banged my head too long. On these brick walls. . Every seed I sow. Shudders and falls. Perishes between. These brick walls.
Wishing that something would happen. A change in this place. 'Cause I'm tearing off the fancy wrapping. Find an empty package. . Take for a while. Your trumpet from your lip.
Baby say it isn't true. You were never there. It wasn't you. It's more than I can do. To try and keep it shiny new. The gap just opens up. Between the words we like to use.
I felt something snap. Looked up and you were gone. Clean through the gap somewhere. That I can't get to. . Love vandalising me. With beautiful agony.