Lyrics:
Someday I will dream my greatest lie
I will wake up with no shadow
I'm paralyzed, ghosts and poltergeists
Circle 'round my bed, a deadly tableau
Well, I almost laughed
Down the tears that I saw
Welling in your eyes
And the kiss from a bird
Flying by my side
On an airplane ride
So, uh, me and Betty were hanging out by the bleachers and, uh
It was a Saturday night and the stars were out
And I reached for her hand and I held
round all over the place
And last night you forgot your phone
I thought you'd be here so I opened up the door
To pick you up and dust you off
We gotta
Streamlined and bronzed by a generous spell
Our game of hard to get doomed from the bell
And through the rain in the gaslight whisper
How the prey
Standing out by the station
Waiting for the clouds to part
It's been a very long time
You understand my frustration
And I can see the end in
I sit by the window, in the shadow
Waiting for your headlights, come on hurry now
Heart is beating so fast, walking to your car
Looking at your
harder and harder to be me
I must find that Florida Key
Just standing on the curb watching for boats
While them boys and girls pass by on their big
In twelve million empty rooms
Waving their ghostly arms at the stars
And howling sad songs by the light of a crescent moon
Yeah they claw
Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round
Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit tired
Streamlined and bronzed by a generous spell
Our game of hard to get doomed from the bell
And through the rain in the gaslight whisper
How the prey
I got my ticket for the long way round
Two bottles of whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I'm leaving tomorrow, what
Strollin' past the Daffodils
I won't forget how it feels
To be lost in the maze.
Laying on the sun kissed patch
Of grass we found round
out, burn out burn out,
Burn out, burn out burn out,
Burn out, burn out burn out.
I ain't Lost to a motherfucking Camaro yet I'll be flying round
With the boom the bat the bam well damn I rip shit
Of the shoreline rappin the land
It's the radical man sailin on a catamaran (Yeah!)
By the seaside
from here
Days go by without words
Is it 'cause you don't want me around?
Just make up, make up your mind
'Cause sometimes it hurts to be kind
you wanna hate by
These real housewives of Atlanta while keep the script
But if you ever wanna find out the reason they mini leach just
Come
the dream,
The dream I saw was all round me got.
Hocus pocus three men jokers,
Barristers beast policemen thieves,
Three queens and broken dreams,
go round
The same way the money makes the girls go down
Blatantly killing dem
No more paying man hundred pounds straight ten grand minimum
My car, my
The execution tank
Endless rounds of bullets will not pierce
Armor so thick it withstands every attack
Demoralized it's enemies will run
Only to delay
nothing to me
And I am moving on
And I am moving on
Well I regret all
Of the time I let go by
And the lies that you been spreading
Make me out
fires with you?
Forced to cut you down just another enemy
The road long fought to victory
Cancerous poisoning anchored by this weakest link
Turn your
to blame.....
Slipping round, 'walking wounded, hiding my revolver
Don't regret, be upset, make your life complete
Feeling high, passing by, don't know what
stream
Where no one knows my name
I'll be long, long gone
"On the slopes at Courchevel
The news from the Gulf War is relayed
By loudspeakers
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