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baby)
Till then I'ma show 'em no mercy (apply pressure)

I need that milly in a hurry (gimmie that)
I’m not tryna be all worried (I need to relax)
I

Everything's outstanding, I feel everlasting
We can do anything, I just don't feel romantic

Don't you go backwards, yeah
Don't you go back to him
Too many

No Cryin'

Future

No Crying

2019

Everything's outstanding, I feel everlasting
We can do anything, I just don't feel romantic

Don't you go backwards, yeah
Don't you go back to him
Too many

it's so romantic
But I still can't seem to escape the panic
PTSD streets did the damage
Kept me in hammock, laid back with cannons
Get me fucked up,

never answered
Like my girl askin' me
Why I ain't more romantic?
Put roses on the table, for our dinner night
Spent my last 20 dollars
Tryna make it right

1)
So when I finally got to heaven… wasn’t quite what I expected… with rusty fences and sour lemons, I pictured it a bit more eclectic… seems God’s

to leave.
Now I gotta keep it real now,
cause on a one-to-ten she's a certified twenty, and that just aint me. 

Cause I do know if I take that chance just

I wonder when the genius of the poet becomes calcified in mental illness
I wonder when the ache stops feeling romantic
When spending all my money

Happy That

Jeffrey Gaines

Always Be

2001

at the sky
Watching the clouds blow by me
A lazy afternoon
Loved one by my side
Nothing satisfies more completely
I'm happy that I woke up this morning

Press c to die a little more

Why the hell must I be so romantic to a fault
I got so much love to give it fuckin hurts my guts
Every girl I love just

I Can Feel the Fire

Ron Wood

All Shapes & Sizes Family Album

1998

you in the alley
(got ya uppa my mind)
I think I can hear you in the alley

I can see you by my side
Gimmie a chance to slip inside
I can feel

wanna record so the visual last
Block out my face I ain't taking a chance
She want me for life I am not a romantic
Done with ya man aw baby that's tragic

baby oh yeah
See I got my hands to hold ya
Dey by your side like a soldier
I'll never do you like Casanova
Imma need a chance to show ya
See I got my

Abeg gimmie more money , Money

(BABS)
You wanna ginger me , Money or its weed , 
My main preference is that queen lazy p
I came back home to make a few

My heart I guess the truth in me they found 
I'm just a hopeless romantic Breaking more and more Trying so hard not to panic But my mind is so soar

'm Clowning
I kick in the door, then hit the floor
Until it's closed! Need I say more!?
(Oh, oh I do...)
Give me the microphone
I'm a fool with it like toys

my mother
I thought of unfulfilled chances

Just talking over nothing, just our choices in life
Sorely missed we commiserate
Got the Pogues on in

I can't light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade
To black and white
I'm growing tired and time
Stands still before me
Frozen here

leaving me in the ruins
Of the circumstances I'm big on forgiveness but there ain't no second chances
Using all the antics when I been romantic
Reminiscing

I've struggled
with Self love 
-
& I've been humbled
-by Love lost
From fuckin up
-Hopeless 
romantic 
But sometimes
I'm like fuck love 

Hopeless

her
I let her walk around and claim that I'm her nigga
Damn shame how I let this slip away
I missed my chance
Head in my hand
Boy I'm in complete

​I don't know what is next
I don't know who is next
Got me a diamond Rolex
You decide who is best
I got my second chance
I gave it all what it takes

enemy's confused like tell me what you doing 
Tell me what I gotta do to get it, do it by ya lonely that's what I been doing 
Whipping it up, I'm  mixing

more second chances, chances
No more second chances, chances
Always tryna take advantage, 'vantage
I can't give him no more chances, chances
So I