Lyrics:
Don't worry baby
If you get a little high
It's just a phase to get you through
Getting by
So you get a little restless
And you get a little wasted
killing you inside)
Killing me inside
I don't wanna be where you are
I don't wanna be here even now
I don't wanna be by your side
If somethin' isn't
You reached out
You got burned
Made tough by the lessons you learned
You never thought they could be so mean
Be so hard and cause you so much pain
Don't worry baby
If you get a little high
It's just a phase to get you through
Getting by
So you get a little restless
And you get a little wasted
to the shore by the watchers of the bay
I wait, til I come back like a tsunami
Never microwave like the watchers of the weight
I'm wrapped in aluminum foil, I do
for you
Before you build a house, you got to lay down the soil
By now you deep in, the slowest whip I got is a V-10
Some M?s on stash, at least 10
For
On summer nights when the barley's high and the stars are twinkling in the sky
Take a walk by the river side and let the music be your guide
Follow
with our hands
Digging in the Tuscan soil
Planting peas and cabbage
Nourished by the toil
Here in Cuomoville
We don't need chains of gold, whoa-oh
the Ford
Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck
?cept the big old four by hutterite truck
We all thought ?lord are we in luck!?
But he wouldn?t
at 'cause when you lookin' back
It show signs of fear if the drama's severe
I see scars startin' off at the side of they're ear
Endin' up by the jaw
of life, for all mankind
By the faith of god, let me be my name
In the name of god, let me live my faith
To instigate a fear that resides in you
getting light out
Why do you always find me in the places when I'm coming down
And how do you do it when I'm overwhelmed by a violet sky,
And we fly
be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself
I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart
I'd rather have the one who
The gurning gunrunner wakes from his sleep
With no remorse for those who kick by his feet
Skin care consultant calls the police
But from this dungeon
When a woman passing by brushed his arm
He turned and found love
He then wished for the courage to ask this stranger
Who she was to not have cold feet
Scratch his nails down the other leg
"'Cause you're my little queen"
And now he's touching her wrong again
She's only trying to get by
He never wanted it
down with you by my side
I said without you I was broken
But I'd rather be broke down with you by my side
I didn't know what I was looking for
So
here promising to do my best
Out here thinking I don’t know what’s next
Out here
Pulling off your fingernails one by one
Why you wasted
One by one by
Been doing this by myself
Tell myself I need you and no one else
Shorties used to pull the joker card
Now it’s poker face when cards are dealt
Niggas
the water soils
Lit by majestic lightning bolts
We momentarily see its dark shape
As we enter the heart of the forest
You feel a difference in the air you
about me again
REMEMBER ME!
We are upon a soil
Solid but breakable
Until our time
Would be restored by our end
We're not done yet
Our life will
Now she lives in every whisper of the sea
Embraced, forever... by its waves
Lies upon this soil
Every hope that is lost
Becomes silent
at
Where I gotta be
I can't be late
Got us shackled by R hands and feet by certain date
By a certain month
Certain year
A certain age
What's age
It's just
I was holding my words with my faith
But they were holding me to the grave, safe
As if this heart of belief
Could be soil for a flower to grow
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