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the heart 
For the record, I'm just reflecting, y'all this where it starts

For every scratched CD and unraveled cassette 
You stuck a pencil through the hole

Stuck in a Rut

The Darkness

Permission to Land

2003

Kiss my arse, kiss my arse goodbye
Propelled by a carriage of aluminum am I
No more to rot in this sty
Turn my back on this shit-hole in the blink

a big ass hole in yo back
Nigga, I don't know what you heard about me
That got you looking like that
But I'll shoot, you know
I'm on some bullshit,

me, I come straight from the brick
Niggas act like I asked to get rich, goddamn, you can tell I'm doin' bad than a bitch
Had a hole in the shirt, had

Make a Toast

Belly

Mumble Rap

2017

close
I'm in my own lane that's my favorite road
I had to bend the rules just to break the code
I dug myself up out this hole that's what made me whole

love, love
Love, love

And he knows you're never going to amount to as much as a hole in the side of mountain
But at least you have an enchanting way

By changing the station my brain is stuck playing
Changing the station my brain is stuck playing
Changing the station my brain is stuck playing
In

Stuck in a Rut

The Darkness

Permission to Land [Clean]

2003

Oh, kiss my arse, kiss my arse goodbye
Propelled by a carriage of aluminium am I
No more to rot in this sty
Turn my back on this shit-hole in

JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP!
Jump up and get down! Drill a Hole in the ground!
Minds get possessed by Different rhythms of sound
Its

We're all holes left in each other
We're lost souls stuck here forever
When we gonna get it right
We'll be searching 'til the end of time
We were bold

back
Have an exit strategy, in fact, you probably should pack//
We was seated 5 deep in Grand Caravan
By the store wit da purple and white logo with

history
Always in a hurry
Mind full of worry
Frustrated inside a flustered flurry
Scared of the future
Still stuck in the past
Full of regrets
Confusion

The whole city here
Is built on the sand
My old lost caravan
Should have lead us there
Never been in this town before
But still feel familiar
I'm

gingerbread man's got a nine
Make it thru the rabbit hole in time
One giant leap to defy all quantum physics
So low in the food chain, hunted by the hunted

cigarettes by the harbour bogs
Truth or dare in the big sandy ditch
That crisp evening snap of burning logs

Ghost stories in the caravans
That shit scared

super hero
Got ya man lookin like zero
Peepin through the peep hole, hopin that she see yours
Truly in the flesh here to test how deep she goes
A dirty

looking stupid as I chew this gum
I'm face down waiting while I let the smoke fill my lungs

Stuck in a hole
No chance of getting out I know
Stress is

Hard enough being a man without trying to be the man
Inspired by the mic and it's the mic they see in him
So if you ain't a bad Billie Jean then beat it

Slinking like a cat through a back alley
Mad in the rad valley
Coming up short, let me retort, I'm fad savvy
Listen to the heart beat burn a hole

not
Cause when I’m about to come
I automatically stop
I pulled out the in the caravan we just hotboxed
And got it rocking in
I’m a fan of how you

like to gloat
But we distance
I put in the work
And you missing
You hitting my phone
I'm dismissing
All by my lone
On a mission
Niggas they talk
Like

Stephen Hawkings if I gotta ride slow 
Teach my enemies about a black hole 
I told my friend that I'm timeless 
I told him that I be traveling 
All in my

border’s quick 
That caravan is sick 
Misread a sleight of tiny hands, behold the devil’s trick 

CHORUS
Put up them tiny hands  (Their hands are so tiny)

later we was in the caravan and vroom
We pulled up to the drive way, I started looking sideways
I heard something on the radio you should have saw my face