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to Get Better
Or
Wild Wild Woman
By Your Smith
Or Forest Whitaker
By Bad Books
Do you have any regrets?
Oh yeah
Plenty
I've seen these music docs
I see the night owl
I’m an old human I walk with no sound
I’m an old human the sun is my crown
Call any bird
Or creature to a spiral dance,
So
week
When I seen something hopping right by a tree
What could it be?
I found an old frog I found an old frog
Sitting on a log I found an old frog
He
You're by my side my side
And I realize
I don't wanna miss you any more boy
Don't wanna miss you any more
And I don't wanna feel you any more boy
Don't
Yu heart cold but yu hatter than summer time waist man cudda never role yu like a dice any man weh yu touch anno by option it affi be by your choice,
the annals of old,
In the symphony of time, a tale unfolds
[Chorus]
Time traveler, dancing with the seconds,
In the river of ages, where eternity beckons
the same old direction
So you'd think by now we'd learn our lesson
Cause time's always moving so fast
But we're never stopping to make any second last
a little kiss to the cheek
Till he went to the neck and by that time, they're on the next step to
A little every Saturday evening, by any judgment that's
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
get up, get up, get up
I'ma get up in your mind right now
Make you feel like dying right now
I'ma make you pray to God
To the good old Lord for
my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife
took me over the decades
To the years when the going was tough
We were all hugged by old man depression
And often his whiskers were rough
The old folks
remember niggas had me out there by my damn self
I'm writin' scriptures but they'll never quote it
I'll always tuckin' for any nigga who say he want it
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
the good times when they're there
And we wonder if I'll live with any lover
Or spend my life alone
And the bartender is dozing
And it's getting time for
Time to take it from whoever owns it
Feel like we was chosen
Work until they notice
There's a price when you wanna live your dreams
I pay the cost by any
in 1931
When the rain refused to come
Air filled up our bellies, dust filled up our lungs
And we thought our time had come
This old town was built by
Oney standin' over me
Today when that old whistle blows
I'll check in all my gear and I'll retire
The superintendent just dropped by
And said
to win by any cause
By any means, of course
Thug but I want more
Even in cuffs, above the law
Entrusted by them all
Get snubbed by my paw
Cause eruption
Tell me How far would go just to live your dreams
Put the work in and get at your goals by any means
As I pray on my knees
I'm unlocking my best like
the croupiers know
They haven't a hope in Hell.
In far away Australia
Each wallaby's well aware
The world's a total failure
Without any time to spare.
the croupiers know
They haven't a hope in Hell.
In far away Australia
Each wallaby's well aware
The world's a total failure
Without any time to spare.
Now you’re laying on your back in the mud, surrounded by old tires and rusty refrigerators
You are laying on your back in the mud, that mud is as thick
"That's right, bring me some"
She says "We ain't got any, you picked the wrong time to come"
Then she says "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me"
I
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