Lyrics:
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One little Christmas tree was standing alone
Waiting for someone to come by
One little Christmas tree that never had grown
Cried as he
(It's coming)
(It's coming)
(It's coming)
And you walk past three different sandwich places
And you think about that time
In the little
Of the Heaven at the end of the track
Whether life is good, or bad, it's just one life we have
Carpe diem, carpe diem
Mother of four, killed in a civil war,
By
seven
But I dreamed it with my head in the clouds
My brain in heaven (yeah)
By twelve, my mind dwelled in myself
Should’ve called help when I lept and I
romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe
and that means for me to shut up
Because you were taught respect back in those days
And if you didn't give respect, then you were taught to do something you
She know we gone see them sunny days
She lays down by the waves
I just watch her take her clothes off
Cascading down her body like a dollar bill
You
off a little bit crazy
Met you in that halloween party
Couple drinks later you were on me
Watch the years go by
Last girl left me feeling so lonely
from that strong belief
That I can travel around the seven seas
I'm like a fire breathing dragon
A flying feels like heaven
I won't give up on this life
hours' fore my workin' day is done
I hope someday I'm rescued from this lonely life I live
By a tender-hearted woman with a lot of love to give
She'd free
lonely life I live
By a tender-hearted woman with a lot of love to give
She'd free me from this highway open up a brand-new life
We'd buy a little house
crucified mutual suicide.
Who am I? Loco with vocals, goin' coast to coast.
Heaven'll move me, right, for sure.
Deception whether my brethren, but sunny
and I give ‘em lip
The ones who care about me couldn’t give a shit
I’ll never pass for ordinary
And I don’t need a hail mary
I used to be a little more
Yo
You know the posse's all together, see how it go
(What?)
Watch
Yo
Come on
Shit be crazy when we slide
Heaven is a ghetto, keep a angel by
live says you ain't a Brit
They're deportin' our people and it makes me sick
'Cause they were broken by the country that they came to fix
It's like
promise you heaven, give you hell!
My little baby is driving me crazy!
She makes me a killer
She makes me a killer
She makes me a killer
She makes me
Big Dre not the little one, don't play with it, okay
Brand new lashes, get it for you, you're my girl, know I spoil
Deep up in it feel your oils stay
Ridin' on her bicycle to school
A little girl out breakin' all the rules
She don't care about the birds and the bees
She's too busy skinnin' both
Hope I don't fall off yet
Give it to me baby
Get it off your chest
I need a moment
Don't you take me
Off your call log yet
Keep it undercover
Won't
So wake up sleepy one
It's time to save your world
Steal dreams and give to you
Shop lift a thought or two
All children touch the sun
Burn
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
a little lace.
And you make me feel fine.
Warm as the mountain sunshine
On the edge of the snow line
In a meadow of columibine.
Oh little Jennifer, I'd give
Go ahead and tip your hat at the girls as they walk by
They can smile right back at you, don’t care if they try
Give a big ol’ grin and wink at every
through they weakness so
I understand a little bit on how the defeat can slow
You so, far down that you meekness grow
And everyday gets colder when
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