Lyrics:
is shinin' bright,
Yes, sir! That's the good old sunny south.
When you hear that same old robin sing
That you heard up north in spring,
Yes, sir!
where to hide
In a six-by-six a guilty man cries
For repentance and lost is what innocence is
Same story, same target, different time
Cyclical
I was born in the south
Given to a town raised on hand to mouth
Born on the same day as the sun
Holding in the Earth's seed one by one
I died
The Ship of Fools is coming in
Take me off I've got to eat
Same old stories same old thing
Letting out and pulling in
Mister, there's a caravan
Tryin' to give me, fifty-seven years
Face'll be full of those tattooed tears
It's the same old story and the same old nigga stuck
And the public
to cry
I feel you in these night lights passing by
No, we just have the lust we left behind
It's the same old story on and on
It's the same old story
to be good""
Life goes by fast take it slow
One day you're young and the next day you're old
He used to tell me all this at our fishin' hole
I used
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
old story had the
Same bros changed my baby she's
Sexy and the sex is crazy
Ride all night she can handle it
Ride my ... dismantle it
Black calvins,
stories
With the ones
We love most joyously
And we'll be singing
I wanna make all my plans with you
'Cause we're on the same page
And we haven't got a clue
Drive right there by the Sears Tower ya know
She said to me Ive been doin you wrong
Its just more of the same old song
Now Im lookin for someone new
Now
face
I'm disappointed frustrated
By the paths that I take
These same old lies
And the same old tears
The same old lines
And the same old fears
And still
comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie
Sucka walk up on me, talking like he know me
Ain't no co defendant do my dirt all by my lonely
down south for a change
Still me same old same
Different girl same typa vibe
Same color eyes same old game
Merry go round this ride
Can’t look myself in
America gone plastic
And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old
we'd never grow old
We were living in the moment, breaking every mold
Oh, the laughter and the stories we could never hide
In the summer of our lives,
heat
At the same old beat
Wow wow!
People they who they claim
We just
People they got no
Between how far they go (go go go go go)
Goodbye!
Bad
We're heading south for the opera. Got to get my opera drama
We're heading south for the opera. Hope to sell my story glory
Electroliers, and pricey
(Chorus) [ZAYOF2MRW]
Same old plotline running through my head,
Story untold all told through the messages we sent,
Used to leave her heart on read.
is old, the story is old
The story is old, the story is old
The story is old, but I still feel the same
Perception is everything I gotta change
thrive
I know the road ahead will be tough
But with god by my side, I know I'll be enough
South african system keeps on failing us everyday
Nothing is
Around in circles, the same old story turning for me
There's no denying, how hard the pain of lonely can be
I feel it so deep inside
Stuck in this
No more watchin' the world from my doorstep
Passin' me by
And I just keep changin'
These colors, colors, colors, colors
I'm not in the same place
the world
Know the streets get cold
It's a new day
Same story unfold
When you gonna change
Yah still reaching for ya
From the south with love
Big dreams
I
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