Lyrics:
a soldier
Or a dyin' civilian out on the streets
Mom it's so cold to leave my shell
Mom it's so cold to leave my shell
Mom it's so cold Mom it's so cold
drowning
In dat purple Indigo
Ain't no way you can sail the 7 seas
Without coming by ha
Mommy far from a queen
She one up
She'll wake ya sons up
Yo soldiers
By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising
She'll find the note I left hangin' on her door
And she'll laugh when she reads the part that says
The dream has slowly gone
The songs have lost their tone
Don't know if I'll ever walk by you again
You've proven you can't grow
These feelings I
She'll only come out at nights
The lean and hungry type
Nothing is new, I've seen her here before
Watching and waiting
Ooh, she's sitting with
face is blue ('til your face is blue)
We can talk but she'll get to you
After you've been loved and hated
By the ones you've watched and waited
Found
I know a thing or two about her
I know she'll only make you cry
She'll let you walk the street beside her
But when she wants she'll pass you by
mía
Eso en el telefono me decía
Tanta grosería
Gaviria (Kapital Music)
Anonimus
Bryant Myers
Dayme Beats
Polaco
Dayme y El High
Made by Harry (Made by
She'll come back, love me again
Maybe after he's gone
She'll come back, want me again
I remember joy and pain
Her smile, her tears are part of me
I
face
One day you'll pass her on the street
With that guy you used to be
She'll say hello and walk on by
Then she'll leave you with a smile
Well,
She'll only come out at nights
The lean and hungry type
Nothing is new, I've seen her here before
Watching and waiting
Ooh, she's sitting with
playin' fore the clip spray 'em
And have his ass M.I.A. like Nick Saban
His whole shit caved in my whole clique cave men
Hardbody nigga my whole shit
Yeah Young Moola Baby
Now it was me and lil cc and we was chillin by ourselves
Orville Red and popped a pill and now im feelin myself
all these cuts
M.I.A. CIA TSA PSA
M.I.A. CIA TSA PSA
It would be a shame if something were to Happen
M-M-M-M-M.I.A. bitch he might go M.I.A. A
Peepin on my social
by
Twine the slot machine of the century part Vietnamese and Hinduese
She'll set you free like an indica tree
In the back of a black Cadillac
another Ukulele
Lady foolin' 'round with you
Maybe she'll sigh (an awful lot)
Maybe she'll cry (and maybe not)
Maybe she'll find somebody else
By
She waited by the moon
She was sick with fear and cold
She felt too old for all of this
Of course she never showed
She lugged her suitcase to the bus
Roger Whittaker - By the time I get to Phoenix
By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising
She'll find the note I left hangin' on her door
She'll
you by, boy
She'll try you and tie you in knots
Run for cover
'Cos brother, she's calling the shots
Falling in and falling out
When you know what she's
You'll ever need
She'll never say
What you should already know by now
Sometimes you'll swear
She can read your mind
Sometimes she'll seem as if
I might write poetry all over the city, maybe then she'll see me
I might get shot by a cop, maybe then she'll see me
I might get robbed in a bank,
Full-bodied insight too deep to blow your mind
Harassed by police, fingerprints left behind
Her physical location was quite confusing
Lipstick blues,
going in circles no more
No more, no more
Sat down by the fireplace
Give her some space
Maybe she'll warm up to me
Felt the deja vu come right through
Daddy, is Santa Claus real?
A real ass motherfucker
Single shell, single shell, single shell cocked
Single shell primed and whistling on by
Target
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