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that's not a lie 
  
 There are only good and 
 Bad roads we can choose from 
 I made my decision 
 Maybe it was wrong, I don't know... 
 And if this

Tarance
Guest starrin’ in the precinct
Smackin’ the death sergeant with
My arrest warrants
Treated like my eyes are blind
So I do right in silent? time
For

really real, and can any of us hope for redemption?
Or are we all merely biding our time down, to the lonely conclusions
Darling, let me take your hand

So grab a paddle
Row to battle on the censor ship
(What's that?) that's the light of the comet
That make the dinosaur vomit
That make the fossil
Put

Heavenly sounds making their descent upon the ground
One by one we'll feel what forces made us real
It's a night for us to bring hearts to offer up and sing!

Immortal execration

Let them bleed
Condemning their souls
To wither away in the void
Void of darkness

Suffer
This is what I heard you praying for

raining 可能老天爷sad
Today is raining, maybe God is sad

但有我在你旁边 这一切都不算bad
But with me by your side, nothing’s bad

I know I'm not ready

But baby you so pretty

really real, and can any of us hope for redemption?
Or are we all merely biding our time down, to the lonely conclusions
Darling, let me take your hand

Special shout-out to the whole, whole, whole
West side 6, 7, 8, 9 It go
We used to run streets now they just ours
My luck has been good we made it

late
I made it out the hood I ain't ever safe
Or second place free to reconcile
I'm free to reconcile if you go the extra mile
And now you call me I

a boy
I was told by a friend of my dad
(What'd he say?)
He said, "Son, when you get yourself an old lady
Just make sure she's got bigger jugs than you

These tears are only empty vessels
Raining down upon this
Ill hopless bloodstained terrain
I once hoped to strive here
I never thought I'd die here

By Tim Lake
Chorus:
C               A7           D7        G7 
Achievers achievers jeepers creepers
F                G7     C
What am I doing here?
F

signed, had twenty, no cappin'
Post at the corner store, Drac' in my jacket
Hop in the Scat', hit the curb, get active

AR-15 hit 'em up, flip 'em

We met in December
I knew it by June
I'd want this forever, I'll never surrender
It's gotta be you
I've spent a lifetime
Hiding the truth
That

used to the weather and they ain't used to my accent
But I've started going out and I made a couple friends
Things are looking up, I'm letting go