Lyrics:
on trial, in my dreams
We'd be working at the café
In this fantasy of you and me
I keep running back to you
It's been so long, but I can't forget
Why's it so
Sweet little woman, can't you see?
That you're the only one for me (one for me)
You make me feel good, so good inside
Stay by me, woman, for
Making your way like an angel trapped in a maze
You step into my frames when your Mama's name pops up in facebook memories
How's she doin' by the way
Is
So cavalier
To my hopes and dreams I adhere be patient and I'll persevere
I write this to y'all dearly just know I fought fiercely
This road made me
on Venice Beach
I said, "Hello, hello, hello," to the sea
And all the people walked around me
And all their pretty little stories
Were like smoke on a silk
I would cross the oceans and the woods to just drop by
There's million miles of concrete streets that parts our lives
Let me take all blame and all
For another dream that'll never come true
It's not hard to get away from you
And all the crazy little things you do
I've tried to pick my heart up off
can't judge until you look in the mirror
We all got flaws I see 'em a little clearer
Surrounded by shit that they covered up with glitter
Feeling like
tears cause its hurtin me
I write my cousin in the pen to see if he okay
He's locked up on his little girl's first birthday
To this day love
We wake with a sigh to a Louisiana sunrise, drift down a lily pad creek
Hold hands in the sand as the gators float by, sip a little rum spiked tea
when I do I get bad dreams
It's hard to breathe I'm harmfully accepting of this part of me
Alarmingly they said they inspired by the heart in me
Moving
the house
My Dreams keep flyin' in and out
I need to hold them tight
'Cause only they can get me right
'Cause only they can get me out
Feel a little down but
you ain't got nun' on me cause, you ain't nun' to me
Never ever will I kill my pride cause
I got bragging rights
I will forever stay shining
Got dreams
the streets
Money milked humans, sharing a little more of their feast
Wanna run away, I wanna run away
See me sitting pretty feeling perfect in these streets
and eye
(And I, and I, and I)
But somehow you're never seen
By the one who can make your dream
Got a talent that's so obscene
Play mama play
(Play-hee)
Agave Breakfast
Composed by Jan Branicki (DJ Pain1)
Aye I gotta gotta go away
That's what they say at least that's what they told me
If I gotta
much rotten love it ain't a dream about it you can sell me
Been behind bars but it wasn't in a cell
And I relate to you cause we know the same type
I guess it seems that we caught in the moment
Pretty little ting on my dreams and she on me
Can't wake up, I can't wake up
Yeah I'm lovin' the story
This is dedicated to all the pretty girls
(Just the pretty girls?)
And the ugly girls too! (Alright)
To me you pretty anyway baby
Didn't I
doubted myself
Said
Alex you gone make it
This a dream had a by many
Achieved by a few
But I see my mama crying
I can't give up on you
You had dreams
Meet me down by the sea
We can dance beneath the carnival lights
Oh, just you and me
We'll fall in love on a carousal
Little boardwalk angel
So
Hook
A little Remy y me vuelvo salsero
My first impression says tremendo caballero
Yo tengo la salsa y el fuego
This my West Side Story tu Rita
who gave me love
That made my love complete
Easy, on easy street
The dream I pictured in my mind
Could never be this sweet
Everything I'll ever
dream
She spent days praying that I let her leave
She told me once that she's just 19
Parents are out looking for their daughter
We played a little chess
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