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In order to see the sun disappearing behind the clouds
Tell me can you feel?
I'mma give my broken heart to you with no regrets
Babe I know love is

1067 Tc Jones you might see a nigga roam
Kicking stones writing broken poems
Glass eyes glass skies shatter this
Anatomous analogous dialysis
You can

heart broken, maybe that’s why it is frozen
Crazy 'cuz it sound cold
This that jeweler flow, I had to turn my CRWN GLD
I ain’t stopping 'til the name

this gas it's so potent (Smoke)
Surrounded by bitches, still lonley (Yeah)
Look in my eyes you can see my heart broken
As we get further away this shit

heart broken by a real dumb ghetto hoe
Now I'm back in this bitch, I put the knife down
I'm not gonna slit my wrist
What's the matter with Kid? He must be

Jinny Bingham's Ghost

Frank Turner

Jinny Bingham's Ghost

2019

coach house they did keep
'Til they hung him by his neck from Tyburn Tree for stealing sheep
It broke her heart to lose her love when she was just

Jimmy Page stood tall on screen
I was mesmerized by everything
The Peter Grant and John Paul Jones dream sequence scenes
The close-up of the mahogany

watchin porn but I ain't bicurious

My heart broken so I put it in rice
Lookin nice piped her twice maybe I piped her thrice
Jesus Christ
Fat ass possessed

mind to rest
It was more than a broken heart
That led to this

I remember Lucia
On the stages out in France
I remember Lucia
And the way she used

stretching thin
In the wind hard answers blow
Law antagonizing
Corner ghosts be rising
Families' hearts are broken
Angry awoken
Now analyzing
All the people

Uncomfortable with facts and broken lives that they invented
Creator please send some
Take all these prayers above
And though my voice is pain
My heart is filled

Finito 
Please no more sequels 
Still gotta look into bos pocket watch and the time is so broken
Is that why he left his heart open?

We'll never know it

a bastard
I'm on some fuck shit dumb shit dumping
Make your heart beat syncopate with a broken drum kit
Who you run with
That's the nigga you get sonned with

They only call me for a reason / what the reason x2 
Bullets squeezing this season 
Niggaz playing then we leave em 

Don’t be George bushin buttons

after dark,
An excellent marksmen who now aim for the heart
So spark blunt’s burning charts before I depart,
One day they will display cart’s filled with

someone
the way that i love you
the way that i hope for you

I often had a broken heart
by small things people or just life
too many passions with empty

Verse 

Meet Kentuckiana jones 
Mr bad to the bone
Ain’t you happy I’m home 
I happily roamed 
With Nappy it’s known
We’re taking every city by storm
Im

or suicide
Like still here begging god I need my reasons
In my feelings I know why
Broken from a baby some days I wish I didn't survive
Really lived a living

you go
And write the stories that I'll tell in the night
And as for me, I'll keep believing
I'm not the ghost of my broken heart
And when the blood

down by the ones I've trusted
How can I believe there's justice
Every time I thought man fuck this
In here I've never known what luck is
Go through

the homies
Guess I was chosen, or maybe was not
Effect of the butterfly molded a sting from the wasp
And a heart that was broken
Literally
My series finale,

hand
Understand
Ima lost lost soul
I got two broken legs and a hole where my heart goes
Flash freeze
Iced out
Sad boy vibes always generate the clout
No

shuttered, heart broken
Dad left couple of months later
Too young understand I was devastated
Single mother with a lone kid
Working hard to make ends meet
Mom

The fear of losing you was something I couldn't live with it
No doubt about it our visions was surely clouded
By the naïveté of our hearts and souls
Late