Lyrics:
kissed
In the rain it felt like I was drifting in space
Giving a moments a time and place
Now I can't deny that I've been Missing your face
The fall
Like living in a landslide
Cough up the sand that fills your lungs
Clear the air and breathe
Search for a place with no sure footing
Burning on this weed, it take me to different places
Eyes on the kid and the competition shaking
Used to skip school but it's cool cus' I'm caking
Got it by
feel it on my skin
I thought I'd know by now how to take a punch
How to throw in the towel when it gets too much
But I work my bones on this barren land
From faith losing,
To capes ruined by pain,
Knew it, wouldn’t be my choosing
If rain didn’t remain fluid
Present in my world, no vapor to be
see the lights, when you hear the rain
Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Devil," by the Dead
Everything by command now it's like barking orders
I'm happy how I come along
Start a new game plan bring the underdog
I'm making noise in this evil layer
increased
In simulation jubilation
For the deceased...
Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws
With my machines I can dispatch you
that it? Nope!
Purple Rain by Prince
Blues Traveler Four
Toto One and Four
Riot Brand New Eyes by Paramore
Father John Misty Fear Fun
Talking Heads
nights in the rain
I had a strap in the raincoat
Living in the trap
Answer with the strap
For the Chinese food
Bust a jug
Not in one place i move
Far from
be pulled by the beast
kids paralyzed from his neck to his feet layin' way low
smokin' more and more...
seein' shapes in the chipped paint of my frame
and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
If I could be anything I wanted
I don't know but, oh
I'd be stuck here with myself
Be an Average Joe
But if I could be like a Jack of all trades
big fun on the bayou
Thibodaux Fontaineaux the place is buzzin' kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style go hog wild me oh my oh son
Checking out the city as the sun decays
In search of love but it looks like rain
Don’t you know don’t you think it looks like rain
Just a little bit like
Rodney King might stay afloat
Coast, dead gone off the shroom pack
Joints stay fat, like Joe
Have a squad terror at your door
Pour shit, head in the dead
Sunflowers in the rain
Where the dirt meets the pavement
Some say my ego became greater than my payment
Some say my motivation was dependent on my
representing from the east to west coast
We G'z boy golds in our mouth pants down low representing that dirty south
I'm by the store rain sleet hail or snow
veins
Hard rains a-coming and we're bound in all these chains
There's revolution in the air
En garde, don't poke the bear
Aw, though I kinda wish you
And all those little honky-tonk joys
Baby, what's the point?
Ain't no thing, ain't no thing
I'm standing in the pouring rain
And like I've never been
blow that rag down
Go-kart in my whip, you hear that skirt, I like them drag sounds
Drag racing, baby squint her eyes thought she couldn't see
She just
Everybody with story to tell
Everybody with a wish in a well
Sonia and Guido on a speed date
Little Joe watching breaking the waves
Harry in a room with
again
I'm lost and afraid of where i've been
Amen, I could really use a friend
But not a one night
Standing in the rain type
Someone I can do right
By
head dismembered in Checker boxes (yeah)
I'm Bobby Fischer you playin' chess, with Checker boxes
He love MMA, every day he checkin' boxers
Joe Budden
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