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I'm getting nervous when you're round 
But stand my ground and even tho we ain't allowed 
I'm Throwing parties by myself yeah 
RSVP It's BYOB 
You

And like a fool, I have stuck on my mind
All the nights you hold me tight
Sitting outside at the door of your house
Thinking of a way to make it work somehow

Me and all my friends
Driving fast round the bends
Of our youth in the suburb moonlight
You were in the backseat
We hadn't talked in weeks
We’re

I'm trying hard to move on from the past now
'Cause it's been holding me back now 
I feel fine when you look into my eyes
But it doesn't feel right

was out of place
But if you ever wanna come back
I'm ready for your sign
I'll miss you so much
Don't know how I'll make it through
Without you by my

with the bih
My niggas in the back and they know all that I did
Ask me what I did
I got another bitch
And left the other bitch
And i handled my biz

Pop a perc I don't even know where Im at
By the way fuck this place I don't wanna go back
Fuck this i'm out I hate this
I cannot fucking take it
Fuck

Take us back to the first day of Earth
Before we invented ourselves in the mirror
Let us meet Eve while she stands before the tree
I believe she

and prays
Too many badd witches not enough sophistication
Let me get back to my groove that was a dose of education too much

Cheer up your living breathing

As choices made by others
Are few and far between

I wanna be just like you
I wanna be free and blue
I wanna see this through
I wanna feel brand new

I am just

ever find the life I had?
I'll count each pebble that pass me by
As I drive up the road
And I'll keep all my friends in mind from back home
Ooo the view

I want something to put the blame on
Something to tell me what's wrong
And I act all antisocial
But really want someone to sing along

Busy running

all of that
It ain't my fault
That the last man wasn't a
Real man and had to fall back
Don't punish me for his mistakes
We could fight
But let's fight

My guitar and I by your bedside
Our memories flashing back to life
Searching through my mind for a song you'd like
But nothing really says goodbye

girl
Then don't hesitate
And Maybe you could try and
Bring me back my name
Don't see your type
Cause I will leave by my side
She said I loved you that

One time let me do it for the one time
Next time I'm a do it for the north side
Each time I'm a do it for my Sunshines
This time I'm a do it cause I

smile to myself every time
          			 I hang an old quilt on the line
           			 Takes me back to the best of times


She doesn’t enter her designs

guitar flashy, like my old country greats
And im about tru lovin, i aint about that hate
I get by with with I got and I aint askin around
Shoes glued

from the parlour
That keep filling up my mind
Carrying me off to the nights of summer
Back to happier times
Yes, it's songs from from the parlour

SUPERCHARGED by Kwanza Jones
This is the time of year to lend a hand
Yeah it's the season that we give, yeah
This is the moment to do what we can

listen to Lil Xan
I'll listen to Eminem
I'm getting to my bag and turning that to M's
Spend a little cash, then I make it right back
Now you wanna be

papi player
Serenade ya

Please take me back
I don't even recognize you anymore
Maybe we're just too different as before
Babe!
Um, it's done, babe
We're

Am I dreaming
Am I even asleep
Am I speaking
Are you listening

Painted visions on the walls
Clouded faces always staring back at me
What is

Flipping through the pages one by one
I started at the back so the book's already done
The end's not great does that make you nervous
Do you think that