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Cursing their lovers
cursing the Bible

Hallow-ed by my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallow-ed by my name

Come all you sinners,
all my people
I don't care what club we hit
Wake up drunk like Ed Sheeran
Last night was perfect
I'm surprised I ain't dead
I took more shots than
your boy's career, still no arrest yet
Snow white yacht in my red Yeezys
Ed Sheeran got the city streets tweakin'
On a back block you may catch
stupid Ed
They got him by his nakes ass
Hey, Ed you'll be dead!!!
If you jump into my bed!!!
You fucker!!! <i>[x4]
So shine, you son of the bitch
I want
Fate points the finger
It is a double-barreled ringer
You're the one, you're the one
That's been touched by the singer
And then in the night cold
Fate points the finger
It is a double-barreled ringer
You're the one, you're the one
That's been touched by the singer

And then in the night
the day I told L she was shady 

Now she in Cali about to have Ed's baby 

Chorus: repeat 5X 

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh 

Just
want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed with ciggarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns
Second-rate third defree burns
What is wrong with me
like an abortion
Word is bond, you made a mistake
and struck out, while I'm home safe at the plate
Def Squad, act like you know, backed by Russell
the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground

Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want
just turns the TV on
Puts her mind on better times

Your heart is breaking
I hear what you’re saying
You don’t have to tell me anything

He won’t
by the dozen even got a lady make a muskart's cousin
Pile of hide drying in the hot hot sun tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into money

Well they
the day I told L she was shady 

Now she in Cali about to have Ed's baby 

Chorus: repeat 5X 

Now this ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh 

Just
Now believe me when I tell you that my song is really true
I want everyone to listen and believe
It's about some little people from a long time ago
back on the street
When I hit that corner, feel the concrete
If ya push that by like nothin'
Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden
Blastin'
baby

Everything is 'f'ed' up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up where do I start
'Cause I
and you let me go
Oh no
Whip your as* when
I get off the floor
Just so you know though

That's how haters get f***ed up
When the police pull you over
by the dozen 
Even got a lady makes a muskrat cousin 
All the hides drying in the hot hot sun 
Tomorrow Papa's gonna turn them into mon 

Call
you to feel
But it's like no matter what I do I can't convince you
To just believe this is real

So I
Let go watching you turn your back like you
keyboards
Peter Wolf keyboards
Ed Mann percussion
Arthur Barrow bass
Vinnie Colaiuta drums

Terry Bozzio voice]

Bozzio: He'd been out here a long time, you
been a relief to see that I was right all along, 
Here I am still, alone and trapped, awaiting the endless end."
"And I can turn it all around,
had it all figured out
But she left me with a broken heart
F***ed around and turned me down
Cause she didn't think I could play the part
But now
days I’m gonna snap
Then you'll know that I’m cracked

In fact I’m only seeing red
Every time I turn my head
Empty vessels staring back 
Life is
lookin' over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, n****
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I
a reply I left by the moon
Turn, turn, turn again
And was in his chambers by the next afternoon
Turn, turn to the rain and the wind

Could you tell me