Lyrics:
when you say that you don't like my hair
Why, am I even with you, why d' I stay?
Our love is history
Cause you don't care for me
I'm leaving, this
Individuality
Everyone feels they can rate
In magazine society
You can follow, or you can lead
Which one would you rather be?
No one made it there by
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
If I leave I'll be dead by morning, if I stay it's all the same
Insane from a thousand sorrows, what's my name again? I don't know
Past the graves
I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
kid
Keep away old man, you won't fool me
You and your history won't rule me
You might have been a fighter, but admit you failed
I'm not affected
Ohhhh
How could you dream
Not just a story
But a masterpiece
A baby boy
Delivered to rescue you.
You've gave me a future
By making history
Shocked as hell from a close friend to even say that
Suppose to be my ride or die, now you riding by and I'll wave back
Everything so different, words never
Wired up to the system is the father
Plugging in, cueing up, making digital whoopie
Never before in the history of all
Has organic and mechanic come
the cross
Thank you thank you for the cross
Yours the life that transformed history
Yours the truth that sets us free
We stand before you now on holy
Can't deal with the pain
[chorus]
But now we're history
Stories told in a playful kind of way
Too much too long and so it ends for us
I dread to think
outside my window
Is passing by, we all know
What goes around, will come back in time
Nothing ever is for one alone
We are only temporary
We see
then we''ve got history to make
Trend-setters real go-getters
Closed-minded free-thinking hipsters
Instant classics adored by critics
It's just music
I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done
(Your feminine) fingers are like daggers
Tearing me apart, with each caressing stroke
My scars unravel cruel history
Our love was stab wounds
grant the Prima Nocte
they married in secrecy
To avoid theft, rape and murder
Begging forgiveness from those
Purified by pain
Do you confess now
Fighting
the risk, makin' a wish - never
Because we're clever the name lives on forever
Makin' history, yes, every minute
Creatin' the future cause we're livin' in
My Grades are down from A's to D's
I'm way behind in History
I've lost myself in fantasies
Of you and me together
I don't know why-iy-iy
But
make a way
And by His blood He'll win us
Son of Adam, Son of Heaven
Given as a ransom
Reconciling God and man
Christ, the mighty champion
What
the mornin' in the kitchen like my momma
Niggas on these corners, with them thangs on 'em
Twelve ride by, boy it's hotter than Daytona
Who want ta, niggas
Denied by the king and his greed,
The pair would indeed be married in secrecy.
But before they had agreed when and where to meet,
The princess felt
done before, you say. It's been done by every tribe in history. Every tribe facing annihilation. All the Indians of the Amazon are doing it right now.
happened just moments ago
My laughter wouldn't cease like escaping into history
Quiet little voyage of a memory
It amazes me to see what has come of me
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