Lyrics:
the spotlight possess you
Cause it brings out your best
But now your dancing by yourself
In the ashes, it's romantic, but your turning into something new
Pull me
Fair Rosanna your vagrancy's a familiar tale.
Fraught with danger, the lives you led were judged profane.
Hatred enfolds us, inculcates our minds
mind (that's right)
All me wan' you by mi side
That's why my ah hunt fi di cash all night
New plug fi di streets so me get di money
How tings ah go
This is for everyone everywhere in a state of depression
Because I know you can all relate, outcast to society
I represent for the homeless,
Bill Thaxton was an ex-ranger
One of the bravest by far
It's said that old Bill was the fastest man ever
To pin on a ranger's star
Stories about him
ringing, what am I supposed to do|Guess I better answer, gonna try to play it cool||What up, biyatch? Yeah, this is Frankie|I must've dialed you by
for a fresh meat
By hook or by crook
You'll be first in his book
For an impaled affair
By hook or by crook
You'll be last in his book
Of flesh
you retire
Hung your shoes from a telephone wire
So when I ride by, I brag on it
Paragraphs flower, toe tags on it
I plant a bomb where you pick
Been contemplating lately what you mean to me
You are the one I care about, the only one I love
And though we may be separated by the sea
It's still
Eighteen years had come and gone
For mama they flew by
But for me they drug on and on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Mama
sucker
You better step to the stand by
Because your messin' with my Bad Side
My, my, my, my, my bad side
My bad side
My, my, my bad side
My, my,
say I'm a savage, man
That bitch just be hatin'
I just think you're worth it, oh
Please don't take it personal
But by the way you talk, I know that
My soul intention on this earth to walk and breathe
Release one hung low
Waste, just a lump of fat can't keep up with it
You choose to bitch
you know
Heavy metal to dla mnie detal
New Romantic to już antyk
Nowa fala się przewala
Rock and roll
start all over again I'd start all over again
I've got the bull by the horns on a downhill drag
Things are better than they ever have been
Yeah I
and my amazing friend
The everyday things, she tend to make them
A celebration, my great elation
I can do whatever
having you by my side woman,
November
of these ones that Drum Fu drum on
I'm tryna be the one who you're all hung up on
So let them other ones get hung up on
C'mon
Ain't seen ya in minute
Were
Let's play pretend
That you ever cared
Practically hung me from my underwear
For everybody to laugh and stare
We'll find what's funny with a wrist tear
좁아질 수 없어 너와의 간격
Its not an argument you affect me
니 작은 말실수가 준 상처
Im fed up by it
Guess Im drunk, its stress syndrome
Baby I'll let go of you
of your possessions
Romantic melodies `ve been played by the wind
I see a passion overflow and deep with it
I'm china in your hand
Can't you give it one
some enlightenment
Just go fix your teeth
I want a salary wage
And a house down by the beach
I want a romantic spark
I want emotional buzz
I'm just
because they let you oversee the carnage?
But I bet you will get hung, even if you stick out your tongue
'Cause they pull out the shank and stick it right
Exotic
Is how I describe you
Your honest
You make me feel like I can trust you
Take advantage of my space and time
You're so romantic
Well, the high sheriff
He told his deputy
"Want you go out and bring me Lazarus"
Well, the high sheriff
Told his deputy
"I want you go out
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