Lyrics:
get some vicarious thrill eyeing you trying to forget
The fact you let it go so very wrong
But you don't fool me at all
No you don't fool me at all
You
kare re jono gur kar mana re
(The one who knows the answers is the real Guru)
Nahi to re murkh pasara
(Rest all are fools)
Re sadhu bhai
(Oh Saint
kare re jono gur kar mana re
(The one who knows the answers is the real Guru)
Nahi to re murkh pasara
(Rest all are fools)
Re sadhu bhai
(Oh Saint
town
When my day's work is all through
The sun and the lights, well, I wish I could fly
To get back faster to you
I waited all day by the telephone
the way I ought to
As the days go rolling by
See me strolling through the meadow
With you baby by my side
Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day
a hurry you're not jamie saint patricc
but you can be a ghost, laughin all the way to your wife bed, satin
top bottom, side to side, yeah bitches it's
to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
undefiled
Holy, pure and good-minded
O saint sharbel for us pray
Day by day with host and wine
You meet god in holy mass
Asking, pleading the divine
Come to me in dreams again
Wings of angels tears of saints
In that cathedral by the hill
We stood and smiled in happier days
The fields along
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
see through my eyes isn't normal in my day-to-day
Isn't normal in my day-to-day
Seeking saviour saints when encountering major pains
What I see through
to see the day
His way
Last call will find us all
But there's a light that leads the way
Our way
Sometimes our saints are sinners
They blur
the zone
Drew Brees through the zone
And the Saints put me on
Yeah the Saints put me on
Slow your roll lil fella
All that storms ain't weather
When, why,
got all the clout
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King, 1605 (fool pass me the thing)
Now the stereo is off, I sway, push play
You hear humble gods
Come to me in dreams again
Wings of angels tears of saints
In that cathedral by the hill
We stood and smiled in happier days
The fields along
down to merely molecules.
Hell, you can pray to jesus or a flock of pink flamingos.,
But in the hour of desperation are the fools.
I hope that all
and gauche, hoping himself cool
Thinking that he's sage and wise, inconsequential fool
Propped up by the barons of the Fleet Street generation
Assisted by
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
still alive, you're lookin' like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by
don't quite know where to start
Physical or mental
Lately shit's been mental
2021 weren't all that fun, wrote bars in pen with pencil
Yeah, the rain was
For now there's no redeeming
Self-conscience all-consuming
All day my rage is burning
These scars I wear I'm bearing
Untie the reasons
That
game, fool's game
You're surrounded by fools you're surrounded by idiots all the time
You're surrounded by fools you're surrounded by idiots all
now
For this part of the ride
Yeah, leave behind your sorrows
Let this day be the last
Well, tomorrow there'll be sunshine
And all this darkness
haters watch me skate imma show you demonstrate
Shake the world earthquake i ain't never been a saint
I'm sorry for the wait one day i'll be great
I ain't
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