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to be too much 

I take time out and pray, and ask that you be my crutch 

Lord I am not perfect by a longshot -- I confess to you daily 

But I
to be too much 

I take time out and pray, and ask that you be my crutch 

Lord I am not perfect by a longshot -- I confess to you daily 

But I
and ask that you be my crutch.
Lord, I am not perfect by a long shot; I confess to you daily
But I work harder everyday, and I hope that you hear me.
In
on to the shore, they'll be taking the key from the door. 

I don't want no god on my lawn 
Just a flower I can help along 
'Cause the soul of no body knows
make a deal with.
On either side there is resistance
to the thought of change.
Eventually there is a moment
When one by one the zen machine guns fall
from cold night,in the morning.
'Tis the morning of my life.

In the daytime I will meet you as before.
You will find me waiting by the ocean floor,
you're the only one

Is it worth it
What are we doing
Let's not be martyrs
For the sake of love

This is a burden
Of our own choosing
It'd be
on your face
I’ve gotta question your intentions.
You’re playing this one by the book.
Which of the version you're preaching from?
That song you once ?

I
Talkin' 'bout love
Like it's apple pie and libery
To really be a saint
You gotta really be a virgin
Dry as a page of the
King James Version
No ohh la
champion, a hand to hold your pretty hand in.
Darlin' companion, now you know you'll never be abandoned.
Love will always light our landin', I can depend
and intestines clean
But I can't think, open for business, infected
Every particle pulled in a separate direction
I gotta find away to keep the noises outside
overcoat
They never said your name 
But I knew just who they meant
 
I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too
If by chance you heard it for
Spek] 

bring me to the end and I'll be me 

open up your eyes wide so you can see 

it's thick to be me 

how I kick my rhymes down pat
y'all rat bitches sound garbage
While me and Ross like the hood version of bombings
Bars give me style like when you steppin in my
The 38 special in my
what more can i say/ you want to hang wit us ridin/ you'll be hiding while we're gliding/ flying by and shit/ you better quite trying/ before you and all
I wanted us to be
Left without something I can't find in you
Sparked by an intermittent touch
I am sure that you never again will have all of me
on the Seattle scene
You've gotta do somethin' they ain't never seen
So thinkin' up a gimmick one day
We decided to be the only band that wouldn't play a note
a jig.
You've gotta be as busy as a bee
To be a Mister B. I. G.
And if you want some dig-dig-dignity,
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig, dig for your
from mine,

You and I - Were ruined by
This desert between us
I walked through the valley
And stared into death

This instance of a distance
Designed
Chocolate version of you
I'm praying with all of my might
I'll wake up this'll still be true
I'll wake up this'll still be true

I guess it makes sense
Ain't always what it's supposed to be,
But you, you stand by me
I'm forever yours faithfully 

Oh circus life
Under the big top world
We all need
[2nd man]
That's gonna bring us back. Bring us back.
[1st man]
That's gonna bring us back, you know. So yo, let's go work on this shit.
Ahh, ya'll
the old to the new.

[2nd man]
That's gonna bring us back. Bring us back.

[1st man]
That's gonna bring us back, you know. So yo, let's go work
leave her restless, cause a lot of women be
Tryin to drain us, and leave us stripped dry
Put holes in our pocket, but you ain't that fly
I clipped your
ya 
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt 
And why do y'all got to flaunt? 
("You gotta use what you got 
To get what you want") 
Cool, I heat you up