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Great Big Storm

The Wired Strings

Grand Romantic

2015

time to say goodbye

But sometimes I fall asleep at night
To the TV light and it sings
Oh ooo whoa oh
One day the sun will break into the room

Because

Uh Oh

KRS-One

Return of the Boom Bap

1993

to handle one
But true! All you friend thinking you a gangster
While your mother tried to warn you from certain danger
So when you in your room you playing

I knew I was in trouble though
She wouldn't let me hold you unless she was in the room, yo
But I kept my mouth shut, I smiled and obeyed though
When

While you staying on snooze
We elephants in the room
We are
Microphone addicts
Some verbal magicians
You know
Metaphors brushes
We Painting some pictures

You know I been in my room my whole life
I never was an outside person you know I'm very anti-social
But I be feeling like I be going crazy in it you

buzzing
Your love is cutting my soul
The walls are shaking, about to cave in
The room is spinning like the record that your playing
I've been swaying,

cutting the lawn
I am the beast like your ass is Gaston
And they already asking me for the next song (Wow)

Walk into the room, serving looks like steak

or in the booth chasing my dreams
Stop checking for me boo
Pipe down I need some room
Nah, You not coming through
You ain't saying nothin new
They think

Eleven seconds wasted
Make the room is lit, that's code for bring the Franklins
I'm building up relationships and cutting off the fakeness
I know my

Say that he miss me, his new bitch basic
Walk in the room, I'm changing hoes faces
Throwing it back cause my ass is amazing
I'm not a hero, no I will

Sitting in my room with nothing but a
Dull knife and some weed
No one to bet there
And no one to share
All these feelings about ending me
Watch

I'm whipping this shit just like it's peanut butter
I'm rolling it over I want a black Lexus
I'm new in the room I already give lessons
You don't

we can turn it on
I will be your Romeo and never let you down
You could be my Juliet but do you love me now
Now all I wanna see is making chaos in room

ask if we got gas, know we got hella yea
Cutting that check, gimme that cash, mozzarella yea
Gave it all that I got
I ball they watch
Calm down, put

I learned my lesson today, learned it the hardest way
There's always room to make for honesty
So what's the point of holding back now that it's all

Woodcutter's Son

Paul Weller

Stanley Road [CD/DVD]

1995

to the crunch
Then I'm the woodcutter's son

And I'm cutting down the wood for the good of everyone!

You can tell it's witching hour
You can feel

Hadda cut my shorty off she on that bait shit
The way i'm cutting pussy of you think i hate it
Racks in my account, give a fuck, if i make it
I had

my curses
A wall of noise and sound
I'm paralyzed by voices
Cutting through my scars
Tearing down my aspiration
Screaming out loud
I'm without

Obvious you know nothing about it
Looking for a way to get around it
Why is there never an easy answer
Cutting through the clouds like a mountain

be something more
We've been on a fast track
Holding out flags find another chance to clap back
Are these reins still too sore
Keep on cutting corners

the open

So here we go again
We’re starting over
Trying to pretend
We have composure
But our façade is broken
We’re left out in the open

(I’m cutting all

to assume it's a perfume in whips I travel in (skrt)
They must presume a chat room the way they snitchin' in (fuck)
They dancing with the devil nobody cutting

squeezing
Thinking I'm joking, no need for the teasing
Know that I love me a ho and we cheesing
No cutting the cheese
She giving me head, I'm eating her ass

you do love me that much
How come we don't even touch
Outside my room

Cuz lately I've been picking up your clues
I think you'd rather lose your girl