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hundred miles to those rocks I had an awakening I found a soft spot inside of me For deep blue skies and big horned sheep It's seven thousand feet taller
Ill be out by the lake buoy bodies to the docks And you might be the one if you dont watch your back I dont fight with my fists but my feet will
The moment's closing in The ever silent sin And the rushing Adrenaline Makes you feel Like you're ten feet tall The moment passed you by Without
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away Now it looks as though they're here to stay Oh, I believe in yesterday In me, I trust I salute What's
and police running on concrete, must stay on his feet Never fall to defeat, won't follow-he wanted to lead Never a sheep, but sometimes- he was blinded by
A shot sounded Only a couple of streets away Running feet could be heard Then an attacking force of plate glass windows Seemed to burst open inside my
but I only make a mess These are things that you avoid, I don't think you ever cared You left me alone to die, haunted by the words you said I miss it
around alot Running from the narcotics They even play by 100 Curfew in my city in You see us seating in That shit ain't Balenciaga That shit clear
switched to Newport 100s when The only store that carried them was forty north of home you left I barely had the keys before you'd take the spot right next
horse stall Your echelons and your excellence The feasts you feed spare no expense You turned away all those who seek You prayed your prayer but don't let
Clouds over me While its a hundred degrees I can't feel the heat While the sun's on my feet My heart is dying slowly In a world of sunshine I'm cold
gradually Take away our sanity never giving us clarity Now we taking charity driven by solidarity See they give us hope, then they go and take it back What
to the core Not the one to show remorse Never conforming to the norm Killed the beat now I need more Hundred on my waste, she throw it down up my core Big bag
it'd be better if I just left Exhale and try to blow the clouds away Same thing I do to start off every day But before I let myself get to low again
Bodies stacked like timbers Foundered on the rocks Some hundred lives lost They weren't local sailors Far away from home Lost beneath the foam They
mountains with six feet of snow And fancy statue built by Indians long ago I got a car that does a hundred-ten without a sound Come on baby roll up your
and I'm a hundred feet away It's too soon to say mistake and I can't reach you from this place When you need me, late into the night When you need me,
fake G checkin' me Fuck the road but if anybody's testin' me It's one step away like a 5-a-side penalty Every Santander Nationwide remembers me Right
A hundred years and many a tear tells the story of Harry Power Took Ned Kelly when he was a lad and just a wild flower Taught him how to rob taught
Town business like you found business when you brought it down Borderline 'til a seven hundred forty-five brought around And you 'round it forever
out the good life Yeah, it's the good life From the moment my feet touched sand To the perfect skies up in the tall mountains It felt so good
for this long Fuck that You can stay like a hundred feet away And get buried in a grave of missed calls We don't ever talk like that (Nah) We don't
but he a fan of me I wasn't living out these dreams til I said fuck the fantasies So now I'm getting to it Bet I'm there like two feet Riding down 1
of the woods came more robots by the dozens, Daddies, mommies, aunts, and uncles, grandmas, grandpas, and cousins? Whole robo-families, thirsting for blood.
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