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wanna kiss you
Run my hands through your hair
We can still be something
I just need to be there
I just need to be there

offering deals
Should I cut the line or start to reel

Like a nail in the tire
Like pissing on a fire
Speak your truth like a liar
Overcome by my desire

Oh

nothing fancy
Spend the weekend at my Grannies
Taking pictures with flat Stanley
Back when momma made a parade
Full of many little trains
Just to celebrate

step on your hands
If you want talk to me show me your bands

What do you want bitch
Oh bitch you want this
But you cannot have this
You cannot have this

the mall
Cause I'm with smelly

Two hand cannons on me
I'll knock your fucking face off
I'm with Tre Nine
But when he shoot, it's a Trey block

I don't even

Let me make it jump one time
Hands up high
Just doubled down on livin' my life
Waitin' all week for the good night light
To shine on me and it's

You really know how to treat a desperate man
Tell him what he wants to know and in your hand
Hold a key that he could use to unlock what he needs

To step outside and realize
You can't neatly organize
People inside your own little worldview
This is not the way life was meant to be lived
And I know this

Shifting my eyes to the higher power within the sky 

So I put my hands together while I plead my intention
Cus I’m ima need little guidance for this dream

dropped my lover home
And I grazed her little nose
“Larry take care”

She breaks down and cries
As she takes me by the hand
“Well you know I feel the same,

a little jar o’ kung-fu
And I’m gonna jump and mess with you
Gonna take all you pretty women
And lead you by the hand
And then the world, the world will know

(Oh yeah)
I'm'a live and die, that's by the sword (Oh yeah)
Wanna hold our faith and find the cause
And I don't want no remorse (Yeah)
In the studio I'm

hatin' on me, I hate myself
They say you are who you're around, I just stay by myself
Real G's, move in silence, sippin' champagne
Pre-rolled joint, got me

to find a parking spot
Cooler full of shit, getting lit, you know I need to stop

Grab the shorty by the hand, we cutting up real bad
Stepping to the beat

go dry
Think clear with an empty mind but I don't know why I can't read signs in the room
These bonds they break with a little bit of distance, why

Crying for those eyes
Connected to your lovely piece of mind
Believe me when i tell you
You took me by surprise
I wanna live forever on your mind

Can’t

and every time
In my hands, you're a taste of pure delight
Oh sweet banana, won't you stay by my side?

[Verse 2]
I peeled away your layers, revealing creamy

I was just a little loopy boy in your way, in your head
She was, just a pretty queen reigning in my head, she's my way to self destruction
And my

of the cobra on a weak persona
Sees darkness witnessed by Jehovah
So sheath your blades with a sharp smooth fate
Cause we're going back to battle with a couple

wouldn't step in blood, wouldn't (?)
Bend the bitch one-eighty, what she asked for
I been playin' in her ass more
Hand of God, slept walked from Land

air?
Holdin' my hand, runnin' out of my luck
I'ma be waitin' right there
Lookin' for a little trust
It ain't paint by numbers
But I'm seein' colors

Dust Bunnies

Kurt Vile

B'lieve I'm Goin Down...

2015

where we are
I wanna put out the cigarette, leave it behind
Hold you real close, take you by the hand
We'll walk away
Walk away

Winter Fields

Bat for Lashes

The Haunted Man

2012

Hurtling through heavy snow
Our hands are cold and the moon sets low
Little sister let your sharp teeth show
Pass winter fields

Stop the car by

Law and Order

Stiff Little Fingers

Peel Sessions

1986

loudmouthed jokes just to make you feel small
Laugh at your appearance and the clothes you wear
Call that justice, just isn't fair

I'm talking bout their