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was hurt and the tears would sting in his eyes, his mother said "stop the noise yuh a girl' real boys don't cry."
He learn in order to be a man he had
I'm smothered by your lucid nothing
I can't hear and touch and see
But I feel it
Though I can't believe it
Like master of the observation
Coming
Murderer, absorbed in your flame
To a captor's mind the eyes are dim to close
Vicious attempt to let this pain be shown
My breath knotted
(Grasping
morning
To follow bassline leads
I'm standing still on 10th street
I'm not the only one
I want this night to stretch us
There's plenty left to know
I
Your fake friends will desert you
Til' you're assed out
Screaming life's a bitch that burnt you
I don't expect a fake nigga to feel this
Look in my eyes
Too many lies
They never seemed
To look straight into mine
They had nothing
Left to lose
By wasting time.
I can't stand to see you
I can't look
with their eyes fixed on the preconceived version of me.
I'm so betrayed by your hopes, but I will not hide myself for your peace of mind.
Oh, but
But I will not give,I will not give,I will not give in for them
Oh no
Abandoned by men they lived and died
Alone half dead and crazy left behind
I can't wake up from the dream of a girl
Who stopped loving me.
Carelessly she took to the sky
And left me behind.
Into the night
She flew
How many times did I let it slide by when the boys got the pick of the best
I didn't know what to do I couldn't pick up a clue going home all alone
away
What to do for I've heard they are good
But we've also been told they can't be understood
By simpletons like me, and should never be
So why try
Look over your shoulder
I'll be standing right there
Where, when people pass you by
And they look at you
Out of the corner of their eye
When you feel
As the bitter tears fall from your eyes
a thousand times you ask yourself why
the one guy you love has departed
and you're left alone
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
spit, I want you quick out my apartment
Trife living, did the right thing, left one indictment
Hitch hiking, hoping things a get strike by lightning
were caught out there
Left to rot in the middle of nowhere
This proves that I'm out for the real thing
Whether buildin or rhymin I'm the real King
I
Turn around and shield your eyes,
Don't look back as the earth dies
No tomorrow for eternity'
The apocalyptic prophecy'
Few shall survive
They say the Devil is alive and well
In Northport, Long Island
A sleepy town turned upside down
By a little Satanic violence
Ricky was the Acid
As daylight returns
The fires of hope still burn
Crawl through darkened light
Sickened by the mournful sight
Tears fall from eyes
Not sure what
the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched
your eye, it's a showdown
Anticipate your every move
Purposely find contradiction
Escalate nothing to prove
Instants of calm fly by mocking
All
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
then again why am I
Hurtin'
I say I won't show emotion but yet
I can't hide these eyes that have been stained by
Tears
I say I can't be held
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