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I got Broken Heart Syndrome
I been feelin' pain in my chest but I won't say nun
I got Broken Heart Syndrome
I been feelin' shortness in my breath my

I know I promised you, "ima leave my past life"
You the queen of my heart
I ain't talking west life ey
Seeing you in tears baby
That just ain't right

Sometimes you're right
Sometimes you're wrong
But I know you're the one to save me from this love syndrome
Come along
Pick a song
Sing it out 'till the break

America

Wu-Tang Clan

America Is Dying Slowly

1996

on a respirator 
Depending on a generator, to keep his heart moving 
And start losing sight in his right eye 
In weeks he might die 

Verse Two: Raekwon

I had to do it again
I had to do it again
Broken heart syndrome
Broken heart syndrome
(Healing from this side I'm never broken..)
Mhm
Healing from

You're like a twitching star
In this crippled sky
And your sore thumb syndrome
Just watch that motherfucker stick right in my eye
If I went as far

the weakness of your soul
It will never be so strong
I have all the time on front of me
But who decides what's right what's wrong
I will
Lost in the shadow
I

You had my heart
Tied up with a pretty string
It wasn't your fault
You left without untying me

Can you come back
Can you come back now
Everyone

I only got love for myself, like I got Main Character Syndrome, yeah
Free Gang
Now I know what's real or fake
True
No cap though
Now I know
Aye

I

Red Light Syndrome

Patiently I wait
My heart skips a beat
And butterflies will flutter
I try not to stumble

Oh No
Here I go again
Into the clutch

my heart 
I give you my love
But you don't care
Tell me what is love for you

The syndrome of the consenting slave
Okay
It's nothing I'm fine
Even if

Finally 
You can have the syndrome
Of the consenting slave

Oh oh baby
Tell me please
What is love
What is love for you
I give you my heart 
I give you my

Stockholm syndrome love affair
I've fallen for my captor
Stockholm syndrome love affair
I've fallen for my captor
Paranoia grows
Into fears

Chain Remains

Naughty by Nature

Poverty's Paradise

1995

get into this black, this black cat syndrome
Grow older like there's no heart and no soul ingrown
Bars and cement instead of help for our people

and location unknown
It's a broken heart syndrome
I'm closed
Almost exposed
Every time I turn around you're a ghost
Uses earth as a temple
It's her church in

Tough luck bottoms up
Swell until the eyes close shut from the blood rising up
It's the heart's attempt to talk some sort of sense to your head
No,

When did my screams become inaudible
When did my, when did my, when did my
Huh
That's it right there 
Look when did my screams become inaudible

I always be right 
Because my music is light
Let's choose: day or night
I play, because I’m bright
She loves my rhymes 
And now are good times
Money

You cracked the code but you ain't getting in
I thought you'd know this isn't the right time to beg
When I bet my heart on your agony
That was

You cracked the code
But you ain't getting in
I thought you'd know
This isn't the right time to beg
When I bet my heart
On your agony
That was

And get caught up inside my head
Fall back asleep before
I wake up in the dead of night
To pour a bowl of cereal
And start my morning off just right
I'd try

you scream and shout
Smoking a dart while I'm topping the charts
And I'm leaving my mark
A broken heart
This only the start
I'm smoking a cart
I'm

It seems when people cut my skin
I go right back to them
Stockholm syndrome is my alibi
Cause I love too fucking hard
Yet I hate my stupid heart

don't feel right
Used to feeling things so cold
Cyber Stockholm Syndrome

Came here on my own, party on my phone
Came here on my own but I start