Lyrics:
the end
Somehow, somewhere, I overstepped
And lost myself avoiding failure
I gave it up, everything I want,
Every part of me is blind to what I need
It's late nights to myself, they ain't much to say
It's just me against myself and that's what's causing all the pain
It's just me against myself
Live a good life yeah don't get caught up with nemesis
Dis is d journey of my life yeah it is my legacy
Thunder fire all dis fake prophets with dere fake
Give my girl some bands
Watch her dance so them kids is safe
See you big big mad
I done reached in my bag
Daang is top of his class
Go get it don’t ask
Tell me little lies
Tell me I'm your favorite, tell me that I'm in your mind
Tell me that I'm right
Tell me I'm the best and that my music is your
Come to the church by the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the vale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale
available June 18th
It's a great match
(Out) Just barely out things seem to
Be heating up on the court
Young turn the music up
Turn the lights down, i'm in
the shadow
Steppin' through the door
Well don't worry baby
What the world may bring
Well don't worry baby
It won't change a thing
Life is a fly
rolled up and it's ready to smoke
Got the drinks poured up and we're ready to go hit the hot tub
You know that music turnt up and after party loud as fuck
within reach
I mean sure we write and practice
Once in while, other times
Camp fire, guitar, freestyle
Music like a smile
It's kind of universal
The best
If happiness is chanced upon, it is easily lost
But I have strived for this, against the odds
So I know how much it cost
How long can I afford to be
Born a seventy's Baby
Hair was long and wavy
Admired by the ladies
Now if you Want to spend quality time then pay me
Who the hell he think he is
do i stay
do i go
do i cool it
do i blow
blow a fuse
burn it down
step right in
turn around
here to go
reckoning
there's a finger
beckoning
this is me
ourselves down
And build ourselves up in disappointment
How fragile we are
So fragile we are, we just don't show it
We'll shake up this town
And shoot
the stone, you're original with all the things you do.
Repetition at the stone is too traditional, but all the songs are through, so it might as well be said
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender,
It brings back a night of tropical splendor,
It brings back a memory ever
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender,
It brings back a night of tropical splendor,
It brings back a memory
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
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