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Because manipulation's modern methods stamped from cruelty
You're just blinded by a dream that does not exist
You think that you will find your fortune
I was standing in the station
being pounded by the rain
so I chose the last compartment
of a stationary train
I felt someone get in behind me
I've been cursed
From the bitter cold within

Days go by
And still I think of you
Days when I couldn't live my life without you
Without you

You
as if I've been cursed 
From the bitter cold within 

Days go by and still I think of you 
Days when I couldn't live my life without you 
Without you
on the back
She'll crush you in her embrace

Though the wind may whisper and moan sometimes
We all need a kind place to live
Though the wind may whisper
as if I've been cursed 
From the bitter cold within 

Days go by and still I think of you 
Days when I couldn't live my life without you 
Without you
I was standing in the station
being pounded by the rain
so I chose the last compartment
of a stationary train
I felt someone get in behind me
We gotta live for today

Ice Cream from the Dairy Queen
On the corner by the Orange Bowl
My Grandma's voice always tellin' me
I'd understand when
as if I've been cursed 
From the bitter cold within 

Days go by and still I think of you 
Days when I couldn't live my life without you 
Without you
as if I've been cursed 
From the bitter cold within 

Days go by and still I think of you 
Days when I couldn't live my life without you 
Without you
been cursed
From the bitter cold within

Days go by and still I think of you
Days when I couldn’t live my life without you
Without you

You are still
on the back
She'll crush you in her embrace

Though the wind may whisper and moan sometimes
We all need a kind place to live
Though the wind may whisper
Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
Far away from home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain't even wear cologne
Girls call me MCM,
the lives saved
And the movies never made.

We have to whisper. bled and blistered on our own.
Killed with kindness, led by blindness away from home.
and stay on
A couple things that I know
I'm blowing that stink by the O
My weed so strong I swear to god you would think it's cologne
I go anywhere in
Tender sighs like a whisper
Caressing my day dreams
You're here by my side
I feel life smile above me
Whenever your sweet eyes
Can look into
reeling and rocking
The passengers were screaming with fear
For the train was being driven
By a crazy engineer
I'm driving this engine up to the moon
He
gets
Washed away by windshield wiper blades

When you say my name,
I want to split it from your lips
And hide like whispers in the rain
When you
diamond chain is on still nothing set in stone
Women borrow sweaters that I spray with my cologne
And tell me don't forget 'em and I promise that I won't
diamond chain is on still nothing set in stone
Women borrow sweaters that I spray with my cologne
And tell me don't forget 'em and I promise that I won't
on
With my diamond chain's on
Still nothings set in stone
Women borrow sweaters 
That I spray with my cologne
And tell me don't forget them
And I
in seep 
Shoes off, scratching the feet ready to eat 
We blowed, swerving in the road 
Send 'em home perving, early in the commode 
Live by
whisper gently this is what we live for, how we learn who we are
It defines us, ever reminding us that life never is more precious than this

From
Let me take you by the hand
We can move mountains

The gift of tomorrow
The friends we've left far behind
The ones we remember
Their love will live in
New York City, we piss in it, we live in it 
We die, we all take shits in it 

[Kool Keith] 
There's a million albums out there with that opera