Lyrics:
must've gone too far
In too deep, we don't know where we are
Take it back to the beginning
I wish we knew what we're doing
I ran into you again
It feels
mess. I'm telling you. We all are. I know that, you know, and I'm just, you know, I'll be the first to tell you, you know, I'm a mess and God is dealing
open doors
Where are my thumbs
I am too dumb
I'm sick of you niggas
I'm sick of you bitches
Go say what you want about me and my riches
I'm
Hungry bellies!
Bright gold on they teeth!
The windows on the ave look like sad eyes
They fix their sharp gaze on you when you pass by
And if you
the man.
Here's a memory to share, here's a memory to save
Of the sudden early ending of command
Yet a part of you and a part of me is buried in his
A letter every day
Although you never see me
Beaming when you'd say hi
And while all my friends
Were riding bikes
Doing power slides
Teasing old man Sykes
drown
Wouldn't none of those Frenchmen care
Everybody gather 'round
Loosen up your suspenders
Hunker down on the ground
I'm a cracker
And you are
Please be realistic
Its not optimism, but what can we fix by kissing
We been distant
Becoming stranger w my bestfriend
What are you bout
Hope I could find
[Chorus:]
I hate fashion, I hate it with a passion
are you a fashion victim, are you a fashion victim
are you a fashion victim, I bet you are
through then it'll make ya
I take risks and shake the scale on the Richter
They say you only live once but I beg to differ
Everyday that flies by bars only
makes me unhappy
Being far from you is the only time I'm lonely
Even if there are others around but you're nowhere to be found
I'll be missing you until
into my world
If it's second thoughts you're having
I would rather be by myself
CHORUS:
I'll begin a brand new life
Like I did years ago
Before you
looking at the moon
I wonder where you are
All I Think about is you
I'm scared to call
Cause I might not get an answer
I wish it could go faster
I'm unhappy
an understatement
Presidents with me are dead, ain't talking Ronald Reagan
Ain't talking Roosevelt, and I ain't talking Nixon
And I ain't talking Kennedy
But shit you
are broken
Something bout it feels so free
Yuh, yuh I woke on the right side
I just smile cause everything's gon be alright
It's all in your head
You
pins out"
"No, it's the fad"
"It's making me very unhappy"
"Are you sure?" "Hell yes, I'm sure"
Cass slowly pulled the pins out and
Put them back in her
MUSIC BY j sYKES - LYRICS BY N GARDNER - MELODY BY T TOWNSEND
Right next to where i was sitting, there was a dream
By the time we got to where we
the La Llorona ghost cause my bars are off a cliff, if you ain't gonna catch 'em
It's cause I throw those like kids
Now I'm spittin 'em up with
Saliva
No Surprises starts playing
A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired, unhappy
mistake, this shit is real
Boy, you should have known by now
Eazy-Duz-It enough to make a nigga go crazy
Sean Price, Bushwick Bill
Bushwick Bill is
and Bryce
My groove theory is that when you too cheery
They try to bring you down to the level they at
Well when they are all unhappy, then it gets
person
Working by any means, so the resume's perfect
Like Hermes, one thing for certain
When it comes to the bag, you trash, I'm a Birkin
Straight surface,
the songs are about
You'll both be thirty and flirty and free
I'll be happy for you but unhappy and twenty-three
Is there some way of knowing what you
Did you know?
Strait, Of Gibraltar
Puts less
Than eighteen
Miles between
Africa's most northern point
And Spain?
Hannibal's, Called a cannibal
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