Lyrics:
Hey
Gucci down in g fazos
Young nigga by the bank roll
I got lean by the case loads
I love a bop bitch I ain't into being faithful
Who want smoke
like past lives
All I ever did was pass the time, listening on as the current passes me by
Introspective, I guess, am I blessed for the test
You survived
to the start
And all those who passed by were pricked in their hearts
The word goes forth unabated by strife
Life without love is like love without life
Love
love
And a ladder to climb
Twenty-five years old, my God
How has it run this long?
"I even wear my trousers rolled," says Eliot
Sojourners in a foreign
I said baby hold on
I'll be right back
I know I got lost
Yeah I got side tracked
Wrote you all those love letters
But you would never write back
You
For every love letter written there´s another one that is burnt
Micro Mike he brought some cigarettes
That friday night there in the shack
When we were
oldies on the radio
Well I can't hide the moment when
The mood inside me changes
Then I get a little sentimental when they play
That old love song
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting
for Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love or else expecting rain
And the good Samaritan, he's dressing
He's
Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting
say I love you
Then the mother's old hands began to tremble
And she fought against tears in her eyes
But they came unashamed for there was no name
Everyone is either making love or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival
Hope is our four letter word make that money
Watch it burn old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm
of what's to be
Writing you this letter that you'll probably never see
Chorus:
But I can't help but be
Ruled by inconsistency
Not unique just
through those old letters,
That he's never sent, he's sure the past is omnipresent,
He won't resent the sum total of experience,
From delirious days,
will never get old
I would have given you my life,
But for you it still would never be enough
Cause this was mentally unhealthy love
The night I cried
a child
Oh old man what a life that you lived
Love by your own
But I do what I can
Oh old man
The only grandad I knew
But I'll still stand close to you
bed
And in the personal columns
There was this letter I read:
If you like pina coladas
And getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga
If you
bed
And in the personal columns there was this letter I read
'If you like Piña Coladas, getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga, if you have
routine's getting old
Is it me that's feeling insecure?
Forget the lows
Just love the highs
And wipe that look
Out from my eyes
Forget the face
That I
to hold me now
The nights are so unkind
Bring back those nights when I held you beside me
Unbreak my heart
Say you'll love me again
Undo this hurt
surprised at how when flickered through
The wings flew by spelled out my name
Six months went by the summer lost
Obsessively the letters dropped into my
smiled, surprised at how when flickered through
The wings flew by spelled out my name
Six months went by, the summer lost
Obsessively the letters
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