Lyrics:
and wonderful thing
(Saved) In the Father's life we're made
(Faith) Bring me into the day
(Hey) What else can I say?
Ooh at noon it is victory
These are the days
with
Some Hey! Brian Krokus, ladies
And gentlemen, right back there!
He is our mixer
And of course there's another mixer out
In the truck and you can't
leave by three
And there's one pretty girls
Sitting beside me and he's like 'T'
And she's wifey so he's like 'B'
But she likes me
I get all the girls
what's so funny?
You're bound by pain, you're bound by chains
You're bound for nations with great white plains
Darlin', you will get what you deserve
I
the artist is a somebody
Hey I'm somebody so baby don't go away
And Baby you are the reason why I'm fly
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you're my
in art, make plain the vague and hope it makes a spark/
Of a little bit of light in all this dark/
I have friends who’s dear to me, don't understand
the flow and die
When I walk by say hi to the bad guy
Ayo man, there's just one left
(I'll make a deal with ya)
What? (Ah, ya got one of those
bet the (Angels are jealous of a girl I know)
(She takes my stain and makes me)
(White as snow), hey
White as snow
Thank you guys
fills with black stone
Heart been attacked hard to unpack
I should have known the red flag
Far away (There is red flag)
Enough with white lie (There is
tell you just a little bout what it means to be a winner
He said now you see these bright white smilin' teeth you know they ain't my own
Mine rolled away
Sofroni, large, too white, cold-eyed, looked at her
Will you buy my hair? asked Della
I buy hair, said Mrs. Sofroni
Take your hat off and let me take a look
ain't what you know [??]
But I'm giving it away.
I can't let this pressure go.
This pressure's here to stay, yeah.
[Chorus]
Yeah (white knuckle
I said "Mama, he's crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
Though he's wild and he's bad
And sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep
I said "Mama, he's crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
Though he's wild and he's bad
And sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep
Black is bad and good is white
The life I'm forced to live
Or should I say the life I lead
It's to materialistic
And my goals are fueled by greed
But
Would
You
Come
And
Visit my grave
Down in the soil
I'm withered away
After my wave
Would you come over and chill by the tomb
This is my room
mine wander it brings me right back there to you
Hey, yea
What a beautiful house with the city lights view.
No white picked fence, no porch swing
away
Put this bitch, to your brain just do what I say
Once I get what I need, you gon' die by the end of the day
Huh, okay
Huh, okay
Stack a hundred
a tombstone
But hey, don't listen to me
This wasn't meant to be no sad song
We've heard too much of that before
Right now I only want to be with you
Till
Til the homie popped the trunk now there's a Panic at the Disco
The Smiths out the fingers on the trigger
In a Plain White T in my black shitkickers
Til the homie popped the trunk now there's a Panic at the Disco
The Smiths out the fingers on the trigger
In a Plain White T in my black shitkickers
the first girl I kissed
It was Christine when I was ten
I'd been told we were moving away
I thought I'd never see her again
Oh don't forget me
I'll be
Hey Charlie, there's been a small accident outside on the front porch
I spilt your powder, it's all washed out in the rain
And I don't think I can
with spring coming on
I near lost me a mare out on Tickle Cove Pond
Lay hold William Oldford, lay hold William White
Lay hold of the cordage
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