Lyrics:
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I miss the old days when we disagree, but at least we still have patience
But if I don't think how you want me to think, you turn around and call
Hotel, motel
Make you wanna cry
Lady do the hard sell
Know the reason why
Gettin' old
Gettin' grey
Gettin' ripped off
Under-paid
Gettin' sold
Second hand
Between the cold drinks in the freezer
And the latest tabloid rags
A voice screams over the music
"Put the money in the bag!"
No one ever hears
Well, you've got your diamonds, got your fancy clothes
Chauffeur drives you around, everybody knows
But don't you play with me, 'cause you're playin'
Always such a solitary one
You've been having ordinary fun
I can see that all you've ever planned was getting old
It's all that you were told, that
Why don't we fail big then let's stick around
We'll make them wonder why we're smiling
Wonder why we're smiling
My eyes are open, I know it's all
folks a better shake
Than the other ones
The taller or the shorter
They will take the road to ruin
They may know not what they're doin
It will be a circle
you check the oil and try her transmission
I don't care what happens to me
I don't care what happens to you
Restraining order blues
Drove by
I'm just a regular guy
Never get rich, but I always get by
I got me a wife and a couple a kids
I done pretty much like my daddy did
He always
Sick of this shit
Been as low as I go
Now the tables will turn
Now everyone must know
The hunter's become the hunted
I will take you down one by one
here I know it all by heart, by heart.
Take my hand, I'll walk with you
When we are old and beyond.
Time it was when even the sky
Stretched out
The old man down on the corner
Is drowning in his pain
I can see the sorrow in his eyes
His tears, they leave a stain
The streets have left
Newspapers lying by the door
I don't miss you anymore
I took the elevator down from the thirteenth floor
And you ain't thinkin' about me
I read
direction, it's a tour
Old enough to know I need affection, that's for sure
That's for sure
That's for sure, yeah
That's for sure
That's for sure
Fuck they know about it?
I had to humble myself my dude
I lived a life of sin
Nowadays I double my focus and
See twice the wins
So much oxtail gravy
Been filling a vault
I can tell you fake loyal by the way That you talk
I need a shawty down to ride but still Willing to walk
If you ever look back
the things
That thought he might ought to know
And when he talks about the winter time
He says, "I understand the snow."
Andy left his small hometown
He
SOME TIME JUST THINKING, DO YOU HAVE THE FEELING THAT AT LEAST WE TRIED? I GUESS WE WILL NEVER KNOW WHILE TIME KEEPS PASSING BY
WE WERE YOUNG AND EAGER
'm growing old.
The grey-backed glass says so.
I'm wasting away.
I'm being erased
It's my birthday,
But I feel the same.
My beard is dying grey
My
Stuck in jelly in a jam
Is this a deli goin ham
Blunts rolled head band
Month old sweat pants, yeah
I will send a hit
All my dawgs will double tap ya
little bitch, yea its fastened
Fuckin' this bitch, I don't know her last name No reason, I'm just stuck in the fast lane
Ever since high school, I just
I've been eaten alive from the inside
With aggression as my guide
With no fucking clue about this life
Look towards me with your closed minds
I know
rising up
Must have been a curse
I'll never forget that old wise tale
I was told by rail
That if you doubt the cow
You will surely fail
Don't doubt
is
You want to know now
I want to say that it's a bad world
And tell you that it's so, so bad
I don't want to disappoint you my child
But this
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