Lyrics:
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
along.
Well I'm glad about the fall of communism, I'm glad about the
Berlin wall, and I like seein' old Saddam bite the dust, in fact I'm glad about it
we all say
Sometimes I think back to the old days
In the pointless conversations with the old me
Yeah, back when my momma used to hold me
I wish
don't know why
God I wish I could fucking cry fuck
Wish I could change the past
If I'm really kinda being brash
I've been backstabbed
By lovers and loved
I'm doing it my way
I took the law in my own hands
Here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up
Aye!
Oh mighty dark one I will need the soul of this one back
And pledge allegiance in return honor the Zodiac Shamballa azul amah galla vallah hul
The Dream World
When I fall into the dream world
You think it's easy to come back into the real world
When you fall in love
You think it's easy to find
I'm glad about the fall of Communism
I'm glad about the Berlin wall
And I like seein' old Saddam bite the dust
In fact I'm glad about it all
And I
when the pressure's on bet it all on me
Back up on my shit fresh off my old ways
Everything new except the old J's
I know they hating
I know they waiting
Coming back to reality
People still doubting me
Got my feet on the ground and my eyes over balcony
Who said this was easy
I know this is arduous
I
mother and dad
Ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep running from
WISH GONE AMISS
(Hannah montana is singing old blue jeans)
(Hannah and Lilly go back stage)
(Lilly Looks out of Hannah's dressing room talking
He wipe your nose like you got a booger
Got me like damn unc what the fuck going on
You know we don't go nowhere without guns
Wish I could go back
peep game
I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad
And two step-brothers who treated me bad
I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors
And I was
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
wanna go back to the good old days
When you laid by my side
I miss those days spent with you
I wish to go back in time and do it all again
Like in
at all the static that I can still cause
In the fabric of our modern society
Now Catholics are panicking cause I snapped back to my old antics
in my blood and I don't wanna be vain
But if I'm a psycho, then I don't wanna be sane
I used to dream of this shit when I was hopping on train
So,
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish that I can go back
And change up thangs
And rearrange
And try
the same
This world is cold
Everybody I know be trying to take
My place up in this game
You won awards and not bringing no battles
The body would die by
I wish I would let one of you hoes try me
I'll be back in khakis, blue shoes, walkin' through R&D
How y'all gon' end City Girls when y'all ain't
a butter knife
Oh wait, I take it back, don't wanna cause no strife
Yeah they all my boys but I wish they was my wife
Frisbee ultimo es lo que yo juego
lived my whole life reckless
Dreaming of another way to reignite the light in me
Honestly, I wish I could've given you the best of me
Break my back
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