Lyrics:
words hurt
That's how I felt when you didn't help
Open wide, see your eye
The light, we are blind
She wants to be quilted Quilted Love
Searching for
want to hurt you so bad
When you lay there on the floor I will laugh
Quilted sheets
Let me be as clay
In your coarse fingertips
Your plastic
I just can't quit lovin' on you yet
Daddy was a pistol from Carolina
And my husband he was born to be a card
And I was born on west side right beside
shop classic my dear
And I won't fall for those words in my ears
By the time the church bells ring
I'll be gone with the coming spring
'Cause I'm
thoughts of quilted metal
Can you recall the moment that you lost control
Static, no enjoyment
But empathy encompasses
You now, don't be despondent
Cuz
Hello
Take a look at where you are now for
You are about to be transported to the
Peculiar realm of my mind
Where imagination is a beast
Primal
Bury me in pillows and
Sheets all made of cotton
And let me be forgotten
To the ones who once knew me
I wish I could just die here
Spend forever
Yeah
Somebody needed to say it, nobody would
So, I guess I gotta be the one
G. Webb. I'm Back
Covid-19
Remember they asked for this
Let's give it
of getting crazy has a lot
To do with just getting lazy
On a patch quilted blanket, we'll put
The brakes on the rush
Yeah, it's Friday night
Time
at a legend that
In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped
And hoodie black, should be strapped
To a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record,
faces like a poem, kaleidoscope of hate words.
For seagull I don't want your wings,
I don't want your freedom in a lie.
On the quilted battlefields
Oh Mom, that man he ripped out his lining
He tore out a piece of his body
To show us his "clean quilted heart"
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be
tore out a piece of his body
To show us his clean quilted heart
Oh Mom, I wonder when I'll be waking
It's just that there's so much to do
And I'm
at the city below
Hey people, looking out the window, you'll be gone tomorrow
The rollercoaster ride
The rollercoaster ride
Of all the trouble kept her
I never had shit, so I wear my AP when I sleep
I respect my OGs 'cause they practice what they preach
My whip customized, fully loaded, quilted
*****Erasure Lyrics*****
*****Version 1.0*****
Albums and be-Sides
-Painstakingly compiled and transcribed by John Setlik
(mg498a03@canisius.bitnet)
the books on human behavior
I traveled this world around
For an answer that refused to be found
I don't know why and I don't know how
But she's nobody's
the books on human behavior
I traveled this world around
For an answer that refused to be found
I don't know why and I don't know how
But she's nobody's
where I want it to be
The darkness everywhere I see
You're making me psycho, psycho, psycho
Can't let go, let go, let go
Everything I do, brings me back
at the city below
Hey people, looking out the window, you'll be gone tomorrow
The rollercoaster ride
The rollercoaster ride
Of all the trouble kept her
sleep? I always thought you were the first to ride
Ay yo you heard the line "Everybody plays the fool?"
Well, I'll be that exception to the rule
the books on human behaviour
I've travelled this world around
For an answer that refused to be found
I don't know why and I don't know how
But she's nobody's
Are made of fluffy pillows
That are soft as they can be
We can ride a pillow train (choo choo!)
Or drive a pillow car (beep beep)
Fly a magic
Never express the idea of how a young man
Can be so far from home
Take your guns to town
Don't take your guns to town
Take your guns to town
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