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there for me and really mean it
Get so cold, i feet anemic
Demons kept me burning, we lit
Got opinions, better keep it
Like a secret, dontchu speak it
If

together our world like a belt
Love will make a hard heart start to melt
Love will make a cold soul start to heat up
Pick you off the ground when you feeling

that makes most folks weak
If we unite and make the place of hate peace
Im all for it towards a hike at Pikes Peak
Cold I'm feeling heat 
Thinking about

Wreckless

UFO

Too Hot to Handle: The Best of UFO

1994

But here I go again

Wreckless weekends, weekends
Led by my heart, not my head
Tearing this whole world apart
Bringing me down when it starts

And if

People that love can you fall back
Heart is on cold, Got a cold tat
Trust no one but my own pack
Niggas by my side but they all rats
You a fake ass

dig up out my grave to assure it balanced out
I'm a cold blooded, soul hunting, bone crushing motherfucker
No one'll go running home cuz I'm coming for

heavenly place

Running on the hot sand, getting tan
Wishin' I could change the plan and stay another weekend
Nothin' is better
Got a drink in my hand
When

What happened to his smile?
So I skipped town
Trip down for the weekend
It’s a long road, I stuck the key in
know there Ain’t no looking back now
I’m in

at the blood in my piss
Cold as my heart
Tend to get better with this
By the time when I wasn't
Just cold from the start
Grabbin' the K with intentions
You bust

Choosing love yeah over the knives
So I can still be rich in the afterlife
Balenciaga’s on both my feet just so you know my fit’s complete
Nah I’m not here

don't care, it's a cold beat
I don't care, you got cold feet
You see me in the museum
Art by art-rock on display
Everyone has gone away
You see me in

talking bout millions 
Doing a 9-5 on my 45th hour 
And that’s just the weekend 

Now i kick my feet up 
Tell my kids to eat up 
Tell my chick to keep up

Almost every single night
Molly got her numb
Barely breathing
Say she down a pint
I could see it in her eyes
I just want that pussy
For the weekend

Fuckin' round now
But I'm waitin' for the weekend
2 shots down
Till I fall in the deep end
Black shades up
So the world never seep in
Days gone by

And It's just another vampire weekend
No sleep getting high I'm a fiend tonight
Running barefoot in the woods till my feet hurt
Zooted out so much

it's a 3 day weekend
i'm loading up my truck
got tons of beer
might shoot a deer
blow the shit out of a duck
stever's got a cross bow
jamie a shotgun

What's the Big Deal?

Guttermouth

Musical Monkey

1997

It's a 3 day weekend
I'm loading up my truck
Got tons of beer
Might shot a deer
Blow the shit out of a duck
Stever's got a cross bow
Jamie

you ain't my mother, I ain't trying to be your baby
Boy you ain't my brother, I ain't doin' you no favours (A weekend without Fiddies?)
Find me in

change?
Just stay for the weekend
And it was cold
But what would we do with the stakes that we set
On the day we were clouded by mistakes
Watching

as the days go by
Killing is easy when you fake a smile
And your hands and your feet and your heart is free
But your mind says no when you struggle to breathe

It get cold during the night, so you best to have your heat
I'm too quick up on my feet for them bounce out backspace, delete
Up the score we in

Way too cold for these niggas don't like me
Checks on my feet like I'm sponsored by Nike
All said I'm flodging until they seen me ballin
Pull up in

took off the streets
Tie some tons 'round your feet now you're swimmin' with the fish
Living like a kingpin, vacation every weekend
A demon for my

Motherfuckin' Beer! 
Sing it with me! Sing it Now! 
Ice Cold Motherfuckin' Beer! 
 
 
It's hot as fuck outside, 
I'm loading all the gear by myself. 
Told