Lyrics:
possibly
Conceived of Shakespeare
So we can never possibly imagine our destiny
Look, if you take the whole of time represented by one year
But only in
Living for the lord, with an angel on my side
Prolly cop a strap or two you know I’m down to ride
Girl, I ain’t got no mo’ room in my car for you
But baby
Draft day, Johnny Manziel
Five years later how am I the man still
Draft day, A. Wiggins
Fuck that other side bitch we stay winnin'
Aww man, you
in a blinding light
You were a soarin' angel
These times are the only times I've ever known
Working day by day losing sight for a goal
I see you
good
When you're by my side
Check like Johnny Depp
Playing the role of a fly guy
Whatever
I thought together
We're tougher than leather
And never
I flew to
My angel's not mushu
I cannot slack off
Even if winning's what I'm used to
Head in the word like Fred looking for new clues
My connection
Angelou oh Angelou oh oh Angelou Angelou
Oh Angelou oh Angelou oh my Angelou
In the month of May in the month of May
In the city of Paris in
Written By : Kampaign
I’m getting bigger and bigger
They watch every move I make
So I gotta move different
You can’t walk in my shoes
I don’t
right for in this game
You only get one chance to get it right
So love this life for if you live by the sword
You might die by the knife
Betrayal is
save the day,
But when im at your throat its like satan came
HOOK
Old dog, got em by the neck
Ghost face killer still keeping em in check
Old dog,
despise him, ain't a ally
Hmm, can't confide in him
You ain't buying all that bullshit that he trying
So you brush that bullshit off, ride by him, am I
To get where I gotta get
And go where I gotta go
And try not to contradict
But really I'm not convinced by any fronting
Cause then I end up in positions
Written by b. setzer
Cruisin' 'round this hopeless town,
Down the lovely streets of desire
You're my angel of mercy all dressed in white
And I'm
Talkin' bout the bad girl
There was this girl in my neighborhood
I never thought but I knew that she would
School by day, but when it comes
antre gran ravinn
Faya mardi nou met ansan m poun
Fe tout vil la red yap pran bal manch
Long son felike ta oze vinn paret
Maestro johnny pral bien miksem
To fill this hole in my heart
Bring on the angel, bring on true love
I've been fooled by the devil
But Lord I'm listening now
I know I haven't
By a fire-headed angel, she said it was love, so
When I was younger I thought I knew what love was
Now I'm older and know wrong from right
To me love
The sickest of disease
Johnny Blaze at three hundred and sixty degrees
My PLO stees is from here to overseas
Guerillas in the mist swingin from
they made me
Probably listened to O'Jays
That's why I love music
Keep it runnin' like OJ
In the fashion of most
(Mos) , wearin' out all the old plays
I thought that shit was everything
You know the whole team lit
This a whole nother energy
You ain't never seen this
I got a angel a devil each
Hourglass figure with the eyes of an angel
Heartless empty soul with a halo
Bad ass bitch you gon do what she say so
Don't be shocked when she takes
gon stand by me
Right there 'til the end
If you want the best of my heart
You just gotta see the good in me
'Cause I could be the rain
In your desert
taught me as a kid
He had plenty of quirks
One of them was playing exactly two songs by Johnny Cash on his battered phone
As we hiked on the gravelly
you're treated well in heaven
As god treats her angels so
And you said sweety sweety
Won't you come on by
You said honey honey
Come sit by my side
There's
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