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Run Run Run
There's no room for your loose lips
Tonight
Playing kick the can
At the Anderson’s
Round 9
Come by
Ronnie Wilson
Will be there
We can

a new world built on the banks of a melody
Saw the future in a new key
To a tune so sweet it took the better part of me
Old tricks and new sensations,

making my line
Facing "Daltons" there's no "Luke" here
Shadow fast but I got what to slow it
Dreams lined up like at the social care
Mind playing tricks

heart is breaking. 
Maybe it will be alright,
if we rage against the dying of the light. 
 
Haven't slept for days. Mind is playing tricks on me. 
Good

Itching for a fix late at night the mind starts playing tricks
When I blink I get flash backs from past When last i had a blast Never had to tackle

he's holding the remote
You're the doom box now oh wicked tricks
You take triple a batteries specifically triple six
The doom box keeps bumping til

It's your boy Lexx Spin in the mix
Out of sight, out of mind, don't know
What goes on, who's at the front door
Careful I'm not around halos
What goes

I saw you in my dreams, I miss you
Why is my mind playing these tricks on me
It's not like a fan missing their idol
Oh it hurts, I miss that smile

without the blow
Faking licks to be known, playing kicks to match the flow
Flip the switch and watch me glow, with some tricks to take the throne
Add

night passes by
I'm in the frame, I'm printed to the scene
Attached, detached or somewhere in-between

I conjured you to join me in this space
You held me

the trick?
Just tell me

Man, it just come automatic, yeah
I just let it flow
Writing lines in my room it's automatic, yeah
Purely real life, real story

a lot shit for you and you ain't even notice
Magic tricks of the heart she playing hocus pocus
Flower bomb bloom without the lotus
You peeped a difference

and to listen

Trapped in my damn mind
Depressed at the same time
Losing you to fucking lies
Haunted by you at night
Never was so suffice
Kill myself yeah I might

communion
E pluribus unum next time, find me
Communicating with Fidel Castro
Went from smoking
Newports to smoking Cubans whoo!
Rodan on your mind
He’s

wished on a mirage
Just let me down easy
This perfect picture's a collage
I got too lucky

I think I wished too hard for you
Fate's playing a trick

Oh no pretty boy stalactite eyes when I 'm
surprised flights flying haystacks itchy
in the night playing rubbing hosting your
sweat rearing

stories how i'm living my life
I'm like pac nas and jay and that kid from bed stuy
My mind is playing tricks on me
I'm scarface so i drop the album for my

it by the book
So I'm gonna stretch it like cook
Even if the odds against me
Well I don't give a fuck

Got shit to take care of
Got shit to take care

Day One: Vigil

Stream of Passion

Live in the Real World

2006

Did he open up his eyes?
Did he try to touch my hand
Or is my mind playing tricks on me...

Do you think he hears us cry?
Does he understand
We

If You Believe Me

Eric Martin

I'm Only Fooling Myself

1987

it's just a trick that your mind had been
Playing
Listen to your heart
Listen to my heart

It's your heart and mine
We're two of a kind
One heart

stressing
And maybe I'll never need this drink atop a tablet
Because I think my eyes are playing tricks on me
I think it's easy to see but I can't believe me