Lyrics:
I was hopeless
I knew I was lost
Death and darkness were my only songs
I needed someone to come rescue me
Then mercy heard my please
Lord you found
got real street cred
Healed deep wounds
Old skin I had to shed
BIGG Scarface
I keep one loaded by my bed
Come on in and say hello if you wanna meet my
Relationship threatened by stuff that you hear, word, I hope we just persevere
Keep it a stack it's the truth calling game like I'm Peirce
That mean the ending
I heard "Run" on the radio, yesterday
Got me thinking 'bout, how much you love George Strait
But by the time the airwaves ever played that song
the days when we were young
We know you'll be there
Watching over us
Our Sweet George
As we dance the night away
Aye Eeh Aye Eeh Aye
Time goes by, though
number six
Forty yard touchdown
He just a sophomore
Snagged it off his head
Yeah poor Caleb George
Opelousas Catholic vs Sacred Heart dawg
Homecoming
Where have the rebels gone
We don't need another pretty boy singing pretty songs
Fake country boys, doing country all wrong
Need another Haggard
But I do recall it helped us fall in love
Words and Music by Bennie Benjamin
And George Weiss
junk is fuct, tree trunk is fuct, Jess is fuct, Sicca is fuct, their breasts are fuct, by my dick their fuct, the jews are fuct, George bush is fuct,
Late night she was all up on me
She won't ever rob me
Love me like the song screams
Late night she was feeling ugly
Come on here and hug me
My heart
In seventy-six the sky was red
thunder rumbling overhead
Bad King George couldn't sleep in his bed
And on that stormy morn, Ol' Uncle Sam was
died
I was there for her her dad commit suicide
Times I would held that knife
Yeah I'm still sad
Depressed and hurt
By my dad
Missed my games and lied
She’s about to give birth
New wine has come
Old wine is gone
Cups are all full
New songs are sung
Time to rejoice
Time for new rain
Time to be healed
I was staring at the sky
Singing toxic lullabies
I was staring at the sky
I'm still here but I'm ruined by the hate
I still fear that I might die
says by his stripes I were healed
Revelation of this text just became real
Hearing of the word then faith came as he Revealed
And said the healing that I
show you love
Gotta make it back home by curfew
It'll all comes back full circle
So who hurt you
Who hurt you
Who scarred you
And baby who healed you
Who
wrong
Twisted thoughts and feelings
Whispering their song
I should've healed
(I should've healed)
I should be fixed
(i should be fixed)
I'm feeling worse
the ocean deep
When You spoke
You stirred up a storm
Lifting high the waves
I am tossed by the swelling seas
Rising to the sky
Then dropping down to depths
and Bourbon, blended Jack and George Jones
But I'm numb to the drink, instead I'm drunk on country songs
Verse:
Bartender pours a round of hard knocks, sipping
to listen
To that cascade of notes sweet and long
As her offering was lifted to heaven
By the very first nightingale's song
and Jim said it actually is Bill Evans
And thank God they were here to tell me this, thank Evans
Or I would have released this beautiful song
And someone
to this world...and the coldness in
My heart was healed by the warmth of your face
And that's all I need to take with me to whatever place
I go after this
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
of fruitless trees
Beneath a gibbous light we lose our way tossed about by wild waves
We are following the course of the wayward stars
Asking all the questions
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