Lyrics:
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
should die I'll never leave you.
I wish that you would walk away
Red still lines your hands
I know that it's still for the better
I never said that
on the wall look even more pale
Four o'clock and the sky is getting red
And here I am, just me waiting
Waiting for the sun to come out
I'm throwing myself
A heathen sexual vibe
Twists and moves inside them
Spawned by demon seed
The smell of angel's cunt
A fornicating madness
A vulgar incantation
from the Indes did once anchor here,
With her red flags a`flying and the beating of her drum,
With sweet instruments of music and the firing of her
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Dear Diary,
Mood- apathetic
My life is spiraling downwards
I couldn't get enough money to go to the blood red romance
and suffocate me dry
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
I´m staring out the window
Wondering will I soon know
The answers to the questions within
Where should I begin
I´m delusioned by a clear
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
at first fuckin' with studio virgins
To purge the wack, I download the upgraded version
Now performin' our percussion
Constructed up by the Persian
before the double bed
When the carpets all were red
[Chorus]
Maybe at the traffic light
When I see that big white sign
Just by chance in my
Patch
But the feds are no match
?'cause he and the red-haired girl split the scene
The psilocybin sultan and the cannabis queen
And Franklin shot Tupac
left here
Without Johanna
Just to dry each tear
With this red bandana
Must I need a failure
Just to be together?
Is there something we can do
you fool
Lay the lesser down
This blood so dark and red
Won't eat away the chains
That hold you where I wish
Where I wish
Watch my every
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
the white glove
I'm above, show you love for the general
Bag me the emeralds, never end the jewels
Attendin school of thoughts, red curtains, white turbans
Candy-red, two-do', let my top down slow
Hittin, my remote, sittin, in my shit
Presidential V-12 with that AMG kit
It don't quit, as I get high
From K.C.
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
so casually defiant and barely
recognizable oh the beauty undeniable
red moon rises on the eve to the
eclipsing of our opposing sun
we'll be
Said he'd pass by between nine and three
Son you bother me!
You bother me
I had a long day and now it's time to relax
When my head hit the pillow I
sure
I am not pure
African fruits mixed with Cherokee juice
I am a black man with red clay roots
Arkansaw I am
Blackman speaking my I am truth
I
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
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