Lyrics:
Christ on a plastic sign
Fall in love again and again
Winding roads, doing manual drive
Early nights in white sheets with lace curtains
Capri in
waiting for the news
For the white King to move
And the balance hung upon the head of one who tried
To stay within the shadows
And keep his undercover
for no reason
I laugh at awkward moments
There's no manual that explains where I'm going
So show me the way, show me the way
White chocolate
All my life was a paper
Once plain, pure and white
Till you moved with your pen, changin' moods now and then
Till the balance was right
Then you
that shit affect him)
He's really happy, he's thrilled to be alive
His name is any white guy in 1985
White guy, 1985 (white guy, nineteen-eighty)
All my life was a paper once plain, pure and white
Till you moved with your pen changin' moods now and then
Till the balance was right
Then you
They say anything is possible
And life's just another obstacle
Well show me the manual
And the man responsible
I went lookin' for answers in
Oh oh oh oh oh
Tracking system checks out pulse, all systems go
Go go go go go
Rocket-blast fury with a manual sex-drive
Go go go go go
It's
Moi je balance du rêve en plein cœur
C'est à Hambourg, à Santiago,
A White Chapel, ou Bornéo,
C'est à Hambourg, à Santiago,
A Rotterdam, ou
the all-white, told the bitch Off that (let's go)
Pulled off in the Lamb, it was manual, I had to stall that (let's go)
I just made ten M's today, bitch, that's
Rat tat tat tat 'til your ass hit the mothafuckin' floor
(Here comes the white sheet)
Rat tat tat tat 'til your ass hit the mothafuckin' floor
Ghost white, white wheels
Feel like Casper on the low
He gone hit a manual
Switch it to a varial
Hopped off that big ramp
Hard flippin in this whooa
Homie
double breasted, form-fitting pinstripped suit. Pair of pointed toed shoes, with bowed white stitches around the soles. A black shirt, a long white tie.
As you light your cigarette on the burning deck.
And you balance your world on the tip of your nose
Like a SeaLion with a ball, at the carnival.
You
All my life was a paper once plain, pure and white.
Till you moved with your pen changin' moods now and then
till the balance was right
Then you
shit it
Put my dick in a hole, thought I was gay, nigga, I can't fall, XM balance, XM balance
XM balance, XM balance
My bitch, too white, too glitz, too
balance, XM balance, XM balance
XM balance
I love my drugs, white like my bitch
I fuck this bitch high, I'm also real, where we go high, we don't give
My
costs all of us everything
This is the time to turn down our heads and turn up our hearts
There's no scale to, there's no scale to, balance this out
Some
Remember, George
Order, design, attension, balance, harmony
Sunday, by the blue, purple, yellow, red water
On the green, purple, yellow, red
cents
For every dollar a white man makes
White women earn 77 cents
While Black men 74 cents take
Equal Pay for Equal Work
Institutional discrimination
Chulo eh
Yeah eh
One white shoe and one knicker
Got no house and I got no car
One black boy from Africa
Got big dreams wey go take me far
All I
All my life was a paper once plain, pure and white.
Till you moved with your pen changin' moods now and then
till the balance was right
Then you
All my life was a paper
Once plain, pure and white
Till you moved with your pen, changin' moods now and then
Till the balance was right
Then you
It's the farthest place I've ever been
It's a new frontier for me
And you balance things
Like you wouldn't believe
When you should just let
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