Lyrics:
know you’re singing with the angels, flying swift
I know you’re at a place where the grass is always green
Where sunrays touch your skin like a human
you're even thinkin' in the first place
the first place isn't always the winner
and winnin' isn't everything
and this is not a race
i am not a android i
you're even thinkin' in the first place
the first place isn't always the winner
and winnin' isn't everything
and this is not a race
i am not a android i
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
genocide
Was trending as headline news until Genghis Khan released his nudes
This album has taken place behind my pale paced out face
There are no mountains
the
same parents. I sometimes wondered if we had the same
father, but I always dismissed that idea as my mother
was far too religious, my father as well,
run everything
Always and ever
Has been has been
Heard there's german-jamaicans
With twisted faces
Same as it ever was
Tell me what the race is
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
This is not a dream
What's happening to this place?
(Taylor 'bout to fucking flex)
Cross on neck for the ones I hate (Cross)
Friday's here, got
that the people that's depressed can always try to reach out
And get some help
Cause what is money when the ones you love no longer there
And it ain't
family's embrace, love will always flow.
As we grow older, our bonds grow tight,
In this family's love, there's endless light.
With gratitude and love,
Everywhere there's a memory mem'ries made this house
The chairs and the table standing in the corner it seems were always filled
With good food
Words that wouldn't make sense if you were listening to me
Please singer, sing us a song we all know by heart ?cause
We're only open to new radio stuff
a memory is a memory no matter where it originated. There were plenty of memories that she had carried with her all her life that took place in her
the casting never ends
There's always room for another
This table will extend
For every sister, every brother, every other
We are standing at the portal
We are
wanted it was always enough
But when it came to education its like she had one rule
There's no such thing as too much school
Not to mention lean taught
Girl, I heard you like the baller rap singers
Why can't you see the seven rings of Saturn on my pinkie finger
Now that's SHINE that you're soaking in
You guide me through each twist and turn,
With lessons learned, there's so much to discern.
In your embrace, I feel so strong,
With you by my side, I
the puppet
Democracies that were funded by the United States
Places like El Salvador, Guatemala, Peru, Colombia, Nicaragua
Ecuador and Republica Dominicana
made
Spade met a singer by the name of Ella Mae
She had a pretty good voice but a prettier face
He asked Ella Mae to sing in his band
And later that
miss you so) whoa - now I miss you so
I feel the wind around me certain it calls my name
the wispered way that you did now drowned out by the rain
Now
could take you to new places
I know that you don’t like to fly
So I’d take you by a boat or train
And go someplace
That We can just play spades
Taking
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
wanted it was always enough
But when it came to education its like she had one rule
There's no such thing as too much school
Not to mention lean taught
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