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Alien Boy

Oliver Tree

Alien Boy

2018

I fell down to Earth from a hundred miles away
And somehow I still make it work
But it's overrated and somehow played out

Three doors down so

at hubbard everyday trying to get chicken tenders
I'm at state that shit great I'm not locked up
Don't fuck with Jwade if I wasn't far away I would've popped

Wing$

Ryan Lewis

Wings

2011

far away
Gimmie a star to reach for
Tell me what it takes
And I'll go so high
I'll go so high
My feet won't touch the ground
Stitch my wings

Is A Divine Play, You Are Praised By Nandi
You Stay On The Peak Of The Greatest Mountain Vindhya, You Give Joy To Vishnu, You Are Praised By Indra
O

my way
If you care about your face then mother fucker go away
White forces stained red
By the way
I ain't never even wash 'em
I just paint em every day

Akati, dai ndiri shiri ndaibhururuka
(If I was a bird, I'd fly away)

He awoke with a start, driven by the hope in his heart
Envisioning the road

fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend

shoes off
Put my coins in the plastic tray
I see you pass the x-ray machine
Just a hundred feet away

In the lines of people waiting
At the frozen yogurt

A lotta time goes by with the Rolex (ah-ha-ha)
Goodbye, you can hold it

One foot in and a one foot out
Hustlin' hard for a hundred pound
I might do

Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"

Mum loves

enough today
Gotta go and get myself some wings so I can fly away, goodbye today

A hundred reasons why I wanna get fucked up, a thousand reasons why I'm

sheet
But I'm on my feet while you're on your knees
I trusted your refuge your haven
But now I see we were never in liaison
I should've known by now

got four bitches with me, no need to look twice
Throw rice at my feet, rose petals, Malaysian sort
I smoked two Cuban cigars and a Newport
An ounce

got four bitches with me, no need to look twice
Throw rice at my feet, rose petals, Malaysian salt
I smoked two Cuban cigars and a Newport
An ounce

All alone in the rain you see me two feet under
Drown away in disgrace and I'm not playin lover
Cyclin through my brain I know you hear the thunder

torn away
Crawl at their feet, scraping my knees
Humbling myself before their rotten piety
Jump to my feet, praise them by name
Make myself unto them,

Old man on them faces all blue on Them hundreds (Woah) (Woah)
I get the advanced put that shit in d
Deposit
Back then they was snoring mmm
Fuck by

We Were

Keith Urban

We Were

2019

We were just a couple years short of the age
By my name on a fake ID
And still 'bout a hundred away from the day
Your daddy said you could run

Chain of Love

Charley Pride

Comfort of Her Wings

2003

passing through
I must have seen a hundred cars go by
This is awful nice of you
When he changed the tire
And closed her trunk
And was about to drive

Someday I'll Be Saturday Night

Bon Jovi

Cross Road: The Best of Bon Jovi

1994

dreams move on

My name is Billy Jean, my love is bought and sold
I'm only sixteen, I feel a hundred years old
My foster daddy went, took my innocence

dreams move on

My name is Billy Jean, my love is bought and sold
I'm only sixteen, I feel a hundred years old
My foster daddy went, took my innocence

hundred lies
Two hundred cries
Two hundred eyes
Wanting what I have
Your eyes will never change
The shirt off my back will be taken away
By your hands,

Orange car is speeding through the hot summer day
Round and round the small town streets like trying to find a way away
I'm sitting on the front

to the stores
Groceries running out fast
N-95
Put on your mask
6 feet away
6 feet under the grass
N-95
Put on your mask
N-95
Put on your mask
Fighting this war