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had faith
Where a dose of my reality
Leave you with a bad taste
And a black face
Always seem to finish in last place
My past is padlocked
With red flags

I want to be buried next to you, side by side my Glam Rock Girl...
The kids at school are bullies, they try to roast me and call me a queen, but

you lose though/
Either way im getting dough
When it's coming fast or in slo-mo/
Got some homies wit their own sto(re)
Couple of em ducking po-po
Rest

Room 21

Hinder

Extreme Behavior [CD/DVD]

2005

She said nice to meet you 
But she didnt tell me her name 
With red lipstick and pale pink boots 
This bitch just blew me away 
Cocktails later

the fuck off me make that bitch clap magnolia new orleans, we spray up apartments my goonies they heartless, red beam on the target no drive by we park it,

the truth set me free

I just hope the truth set me free
Save another dub life aint cheap
Aint no one on ones im strapped up
Fah fah new Glock don't reach

build the muscle of the mind
Long shots take 'em all and you will find
Where you gotta go before you runnin' outta time

Get it when the sun down till I

're gone, i feel deeply changed
My dreams and my feelings now float through the air
Im blinded by the wickedness and the sin
Oh, my lust has gone, will my

walks
Alone and shadowed by the moon
Through the night remaining silent
Speaking once a day to ask the way
Smiles when asked where she came from
"I can't

clap it up and down Nigga imma die

We out in ocean drive with money all around us
Wind on my skin I know a bitch done and found us
Lambo by my side red

Iridescent in the afterglow

Down where the barrels are burning

Cloud cover red

Cloud cover blue

Star burst up ahead

Rain down on you


Maybe you're caught

Enfants terribles sind da
Und quadrieren den Kreis
Mit Deborah
That's right, that's right
Yeah yeah
You know what I'm sayin'
Für alle MCs,

Tangled Up in Blue

Jerry Garcia Band

Hot Biscuits, Vol. 2

1998

hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth

look dead
And you said, this is the sweetest red wine I ever tasted in my goddamn life
But I just can't sleep in this bed

I curse at the moon
And I

and try to leave
without you following me
this punctured pallet pains me red
disturbed and angered dead instead
just lift your lips and leave me lost
a pale

And no loitering,
and no smoking,
and no alcohol on the beach.
By the way, there's no parking,
and no skateboarding.
Remember, the red curb
is for no

I'm feeling around the darkness
Hands on the wall
I am the light that my heart pitched
 tar that's why the bars stick
They well preserved
I felt

Yeah I gotta get mine
I spent my summer gettin high and stealing stop signs
You know you smell that strong on me when you walk by
Ridin round swervin

Angel in your eyes 
Pretty little thing	
Devilish wicked girl
But you like it like that

Blinded by your lust 
Falling for me now
Try keep up with me

I love to see the colour grey
As it turns into black
And I love the colour red for it's never
Made me look bad
But most of all I remember you
Will

Baseball bat in my hand
Struck faster than by lightning
Now you should feel some pain 
But they know that thick skin is your trait

They say my mistekes can

got so much to give,
Black, white, yellow, red, - I’m talking about us all,
I’d rather stand and fight, than to turn away and crawl. 
Chorus (turn

sentiments
They’re way too difficult
They steal away my precious time
Can’t you see
That I just wanna buy things
I’m glad to buy things it makes
Me happy

Ridin' high
Ain't trippin' love
Sippin' red wine
Live it up, pinkies up
Just ride with me
For a while, we can roll, roll
Baby, ride with me
Baby,