Lyrics:
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend, you'd better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
says, "You're in the wrong place
My friend, you better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend, you'd better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
eyes when he cries?
You can change the world (I can't do it by myself)
You can touch the sky (gonna to take somebody's help)
You're the chosen one
that God hath to us
God is love
And he that dwelleth in love
Dwelleth in God
And God in him!
Pure religion
And undefiled
Before God the Father is this:
me so get that Jesus kind of peace cause we never Silent
I'm a gangster when it comes to Serving the Lord yeah my God is a Don and he will never be
you 'til you dead, that's when they might care
Let's just be friends before we rush into a label
Wanna know if you really for me, girl, what's your
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
gon' forever rule the people
See, I seen just what that fast money gon' come and do to people
Hit a lick, it was a hit
He said, "Let's go and do
points with The girl's parents, Ken and Gloria
My next door neighbors, by taking the group out to dinner at Olive Garden, saying he knew
The head chef
They told me not to waste my time thinking about these hoes
I like to waste my time thinking bout these hoes
Keep that shit by my side for a friend
a friend that he can't quite bear
But there's yang rou chuan'r and Yanjing beer
Living out his newfound Asian fling
Well he's out one night dancing
He gonna give you all his love
He gonna give you all his time
He won't let a minute go by
Without the thought of you crossing his mind
I be like fuck
of friend?
Maybe, God let Jesus die
'Cause we wouldn't get it otherwise
In canyons and in purple skies
That's how you get to the big reprise
Not like He's
the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada
world world
It's eleven pm, tweaking like a BM
Sent the girl a DM, that's an aired DM
She probably linking a friend, and probably sleep at her ends
She'll
gotta sell my soul, ho, who the hell is you?
They say my kind ain't welcome everywhere, well I can deal with that
But those who pop they shit get the shit
time needs me to be
Can I be that friend, may I be that friend
May I learn to be
The kind of friend he needs from me...?
Hello to all those in grief and anger today, to the family and friends of Laati Manila
Laati was a brave, kind, loving, and smart man that excelled
fighting that fight up there in his head
Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why
Why it wasn't me instead
It could've been me instead
Oh, that's a man
fighting that fight up there in his head
Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why
Why it wasn't me instead
It could've been me instead
Oh, that's a man
friends
Now they're enemies cause he's a traitor
Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him
Cinderella hoeing for the fellas
And Mister Rogers is
the day he was born
Ridgeback, Ridgeback
One of those wild kind of men
But if you look him straight in the eye
You'll see the mark of a friend
His
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