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knows you're blessed
Love how you work that, God knows you're dressed

Yeah, fine enough to cause a scene, cover a magazine
Boss chicks around

blood cells
Won't nurse me back to health
Oh my
Who do I call

I watch my dead self
As he's crawling out of hell
Oh my
What a bad fall that was

Sometime

Hey
What's up fam
How you doing
I am
Something wrong
We can talk
No I am
Just relax
You seem stressed
No I am
Oh really man
Yeah bruh I am
Fine
Let's

Inception (Darker Side Interlude)

Swollen Members

Beautiful Death Machine

2013

you will ever see
A fine line between genius and insanity
I walk between the spirit world and humanity
A fine line between a hero and a vaudevillian
For

Well I've been lost With a little bit of time
Tryna rewind when I'm feeling just fine
Just a little bit of rum she could have a nice time
Go

and they bump
Fuel your mental come on gas pump
I just been chilling like krillin' fulfilling my duties
Law biding civilian just kidding
I'm building

Since you came from mother’s womb
You’re just the fuel for the Engine of Doom
Iron birds above your head
Don’t recognize the living from the dead
You

on highway five
You know we’ll make it one way, dead or alive
By the time we get onto number six
We’ll do it once more just for kicks

Just for kicks - just

me.
The fire burns and turns the knife that sits inside me
I choose the fuel that always starts it
I love my Gasoline.

Crawling through the grass

In the dead of night all the darkness in my mind
I've been searching for the answers but I need a place to hide
I could tell you that I'm fine but we

I'm tired of these faggots just grabbing my sister
Like its a game just a sick fucking joke
I'm sick of pretending that everything's fine
Momma is

get confused
What you lost from what you're finding
Beaten bare till you're bruised
I'm just tryna rectify it
I feel dead outta fuel
Cause I'm always

The Cremation of Sam McGee

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

dead -- it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."

A pal's last

it is gruesome
I'm inhuman, this is proven
No illusion, so in conclusion
I am cruel! Your suffering is my fuel
After all is done you will follow my

go bwam
Keep the lead in mind, like
I was running outta time, when
I was saying I'm fine, wait
And see what I find, who
Dead hands, dead mans
Insides

'til I'm chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet tain't being dead, it's my awful dread
of an icy grave that pains.
So I want you to swear that foul

fork while I choose to
While I'm fine dining on YouTube
I'm a king, I said that I'm a king
Go to Onyx with an Onyx (?) on my ring

I'm back in this

the shadow by your side and the fuel that burns your light"
As I

Stay awake to watch you sleep.
Close my eyes on the red-eye home.
The channel's dead

to ourselves, pretending it's fine to be dead, I guess we'll never learn
I'm waiting for a God, who keeps laughing at us all.
Why would you beat a dead horse,

mesh artificially netting us can't hold the fluidity of flesh given its nescience
A sprint to the flint and the fuel's for the take off
Wait pause,

Ayo, Dime’s type is ruthless. My, quite a nuisance. I get fuel from my failures, so my highlights are useless. Rhyme kind’s elusive. Girls used

that's madness
I'm gonna leave you dead in a creek
Now, that's madness
That's madness, I'm the whole damn package
They're thinking that they better than me

inside me
Don't want to say I'm sorry
Yeah I've gone crazy in my head
Don't no if I'll end up dead
I was told I already have it all
And that I am fine
Yeah

my strength, wait, I am past improved
I'm going to fight for what I want, wait, it's on the way
I'm going to die for my beliefs, wait, I am dead today