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In the bedroom feeling like shit
Listen up if you feeling like this
Months back, did dirty by bitch
There's pain in this blunt I twist
No diamonds

in piss
Diamonds dancin' in the club, attracting me a bad bitch
Please look, but if you touch, you turnin' me to savage

21 guns, we can have some fun

the moment's gone, now the moment's gone

So was it ever enough?
(Too scared to touch)
Time wasted yeah it's all adding up
(It's all too much)
And we don't even

so unbelievable  when I feel you touch my hair
I can smell your after-shave the one you’d always wear 
 
And sometimes when it rains I feel the angels

and he’s doing more than hoping;
Touch men and women, with the words that he’s spoken,
To get a lot deeper, than a pervert when he’s Groping;

Now his mind

(Sometimes I'm just not sad but
I feel so empty like
I just like
I just turn on the TV and
Let the world pass me by
Y'know
I don't know it just makes sense)

antibiotics it is quick way to get you more sick
These antibiotics it is quick way to get you more sick
By sometime on please come home I'm worried on the phone

your pockets
Your picture in a locket 
But I still miss your touch
And everything you'd tell me when it was so rushed
And every time I'd think about you

This the grill what up get em Pace
Lets get 'em in

Girls are like little boys
I'm Michael Jackson I touch em
Guns are like flat tires to
Me I fricken'

Dying To Live, song (for the film "X-Files: I Want to Believe")

Xzibit

The X Files: I Want to Believe [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

JFK, like a plot by the CIA
We ain't dying from the KKK
When that AK spray, they say "ay bay bay"
Stay tuned watch the melee play
Get attached

the one
The one that I want
I just wanna be there
In your arms, forever

Everytime when we're apart
Emptiness is in my heart
Wanna have you by my side
I'm

it, run it)
Bev told kids stay in no zoo, shit
(Run it, run it)
West side crib was right by school
15 Right bout time touch tool
Pastor stopped crazy no

Hallways of your love
Yeah, uh
Lost in the hallways of your love
Mhm
Blinded by your touch
And when you
Kiss me it's like drugs
Hallways of your love
Mhm

Hallways of your love
Yeah, uh
Lost in the hallways of your love
Mhm
Blinded by your touch
And when you
Kiss me it's like drugs
Hallways of your love
Mhm

to crossed that line in the first place
Maybe we should have left it at it’s birthplace
However, the stories always split up like girls when they say happy

Not sure if it's your flaws but I feel like I don't wanna touch you
Maybe it's my fault that I keep on discovering 

This is swerving feelings 
They

around you
Ain't it hard to hold on to

'Member when I was younger
We moved from town to town
Always ended up leaving
'Fore our feet even touch the ground

deformed reflections keep on singing her that
Oh sweet girl
We so pretty
We got that natural
That sweet touch
Oh sweet girl
You pretty ugly
That's no problem

to no one
I hear another sound, carry on by the touch I
wouldn't fail us at the bottom just because

Soon the night comes flooding, it throws a perfect

Sometimes I feel like turning off mind & rest in stillness 
Forget about my life and lose touch with what's familiar 
Detach myself from dreams

shy
The bold and the beautiful are all that survive
They tell us while we're growing up, the limit is the sky
Now the only way to touch it seems to be

Tear
Wear
Hair
Rip
Tear
Wear
Hair
Rip
Tear
Wear
Hair
Rip
Tear
Wear
Hair

Sometimes when a dog dies you can only hope a friend isn't far from touch
I know

em' cranky, it rainy
Tired as fuck, wash down thoughts cause it drain he, scary
No vibes like his, so he move super strangely
Stuck by hisself, when she

We've all got vices that we use to cope my favorite one is a fresh tinof cope

 I like to pop bottles sip rum Coke 
 Puffin sticks of Cuban smoke