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something for the boredom of the plains of Oklahoma
Gotta get to Amarillo tonight

I'm going out to California
But not because I wanted to
But my woman found

something to remember me by
Midsummer night constellations
Stretched over grand mountain ranges
An hour from the GWB
Buried in the woods somewhere
Your

my side
For my entire life
Lost something that was worth more than diamonds
Started making racks but I lost all of your love
Started getting tired

She's long gone caught the first thing smoking
It was a diesel pickup two state lines from broken
Radio is calling for electrical fires
Maybe all

I have no cash
I get yelled at by your moms and dads
It ain't my fault that this shit's misplaced, what the fuck
That ain't the price do you not

there's anything you don't agree with
Then just go join the fake audience
That was created by radio
Become a fan of an artificial band
That'll make you buy

down the corridor
On the back of twelve oh four
Goin  oh one hundred oh
While I fucking on yo hoe
She be begging for so more
But I cannot give no more
So

you're a fucking idiot

I see those birds they're flying way up high
But I know the truth, they're spies in the sky
It's something we've believed for most

buttons
Niggas always say something. They don't know how it really be
Code 45, work every time
Switch the billy date

Baby mamas love me. Sons is pressing

The radio signal is blocked by stoney stares
They teach the golden rule so it sounds fair
But the more time I spend on this marble of doom
I figure

gonna complain today
Naw fuck that 
Cause truthfully
I got something to say
How you like my shit,
But never share my shit,
cnd never leave a comment?

It takes a village and it sure does, man.
It's your boy, Jib
You are listening to RP Radio, man. We almost there
Almost there, man. We got about

Headed to the drive-in, radio loud
Summer alive, freedom in our hands
Now I can feel something shady
Is weaponizing the foolish man
Say hello

for her reply
In this sea of dread
When I'm
Drifting like a boat without a keel
Hoping something will reveal
I'm all alone in a sea of gray
Anticipating

another day
Rushing in to wait
I know I'm always late
I'm sorry for the way I stay the same
It's quiet, but I'm comfortable anyway
There's nothing left

Gave you all my 20s and lived it just like the way you want
Not giving you my 30s I'm living my life the way I want
They'll try to talk you down by

of stone
No
Oh Lord please don't let it be so
The storm
Has calmed
And I' m reaching for love and beyond
And beyond

I think I hear the radio playing
A Love

One Pretty Girl

Well, it's a Friday night
The folks are gone
You got the tunes cranked up
On the radio
The bonfire burns
But boy there's something

stay
For somethings it doesn't work to pray

She used to listen to Rod Stewart on the radio
And while music drifted into her ears
She drank

because you’re kind
But something broke since the last time
I’ve burnt the letters that you sent me

You were cut by metal blades of sadness
A kind

for
Used to ride on my skateboard
All the way to the corner store
Shopping bags from your favourite stores
Poppin' tags up at Bayshore
I'm so fly like

them gas you
I'm Old School surviving by the old rules
Eating Whole Foods I'm making bold moves
Your more Ho then the music on the radio
Aint' nothing

Yeah
Bar bully radio
This is something monumental
Don't test, the fire
You getting your day started
Go ahead and turn this up
Don't test the fire

You call as your sinking ship goes down
You must have it all figured out
But you're laying awake
And I'm radio silent tonight
"Don't be scared, I'll