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by myself
I just need focus on what I feel
They really, really, really need, my help
I got one thing to say, "Do it yourself"
This my song, my song, my

you here
Cause you see love
I been hustling
I'm up
Now too late
Man fuck this guy on this song
Who the hell does he think he is
I honestly feel bad for

Said it's just another crush (Crush)
I don't wanna fall in love (Love)
I don't wanna admit it
But it fits like a glove (Glove)

Always tryna push

The Bluegrass Widow

Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

The Live Album

1988

ever heard in your life. 
I'm talking about the kind of song where not only is the character in the song dead by the end of the song, but he's been

I'm out here maturing (Listen to your heart)
Fuck it, let another year go by
cnd by this time my songs are blowing up, I'm out all the time
Then one

a couple shooting stars
Laying in my driveway and tryna write this stupid song
I saw my first with you and that's a memory I'd lose if I could
At least

are
A mahogany guitar
We mix the six play
Flip it a million ways
Spend your every fantasy
Your desire's fulfilled by my song
Makin love till

of shoes?
Sedation
Vacation
And nobody else has grown
Can you bury all the questions for awhile?
Can you sing another love song
That the world has never

to lead us wrong
Had to put that in a song

I ain't even type this
Had to really write this
Had to learn the prices
Y'all can't sell me bullshit

Y'all be

Got the whole crowd clapping, dressing with salad
Singing on the beat like a god damn ballad, 
Another banger, nother sample, another one just call me

the moment I know
And you can be the highest in the room but soon plateau
And your life goes by to fast
I'ma go ahead and write this letter 
When you get

Morning
Wake up
Don't let the world pass you by
Pass you by

Now
As I looked up out the window
Contemplating
What can I write down to inspire all the nation

Undressed and drained, no need to fight I’m no soldier

When you write that song, don’t you say that it’s over 
Would you let me say it? 
Don’t you dare think

Back on the Block

Quincy Jones

Back on the Block

1989

And one by one each woman he kiss
(He kiss her and she gon' fall in love)
Stokie's just Stokie, you know?
(Stokie's Stokie)
Till someone shows that they

My 19th Birthday

Dave

Game Over

2017

your girlfriend's obsessed with me
But that's a story for another day 
And this is why love is fucked
'Cause you went and put your trust in her

Just another head in the crowd
Just another tear that falls down
Just another man who will drown
Just another me
Just another song i can write
Just

Love Lost

Kottonmouth Kings

Sunrise Sessions

homie that's when I hobble
Write up on the paper put the message in the bottle
In these darker times I'm going out full throttle
Suckin' on the joints

Lady

Johnny Cash

The Rambler

1977

I can't find the way to write it down
Can't find the way to write it down

The days and the miles roll by
In Denver the Rambler and the Fisherman

I hope you see my face when you hear this song
I hope you think about love how you did me wrong

I hope you toss and turn
Unable to get a wink
Sober

that's you
We started apart but we will see to the end, that's you
And while the lights are on we'll write another song, that's you
That's you
That's you

might sound mad but I ain’t pressed too much
Especially by a scrub like you cuz I know what y'all do
And I really ain’t impressed too much
Plus another

of the sleepless nights
I just want to write another love song
I don't want to waste tonight
I just want to fix it for tomorrow
No more nights and no more fights

take a mile in each other's shoes
Forgive me for sloppy writing these are actually impromptu

I'd prolly write another song, only dedicated to you
Tell

a lick
He said I make love songs so I tried to hit his bitch
But I put my glove on, I ain’t tryna have no kids
This ain’t no love song, this just is what