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masted because I'm scared to mask off And I know that's not right But I think I just might Have the disease Cough Cough Flag not masted, because y'all
were right behind me Na na na na na We are all masted up in this thing called life Na na na na na Will it ever be alright? Broken people always
That precious week we spent as tourists in each other arms That precious week we spent with seagulls in the Watson Bay i write you in phosphorescent Long distance relationship The seven masted sails Jealousy on the horizon
of my swisher right when I passed it to a bad bitch Maybe she'll let me take home that ass, hit and casket it Functional drunk and I masted it, fast
Moving air becomes a current And from that a mighty gale Pushing trees both left and right Like a masted ship at sail A long way from the raging storm
were not masted Quarterback cross pass to cat who could not catch His, dream deferred like countin sheep with bald patches Sallie Mae call back yeah that
Thieves and sweet things All come this way And anyone is welcome Until the break of day Don't be caught with Your nightie masted If you are
thunders I'm like a sensay who just masted all the Carter's the master of all sensays man Fuck The others Yeah it's on me Yeah put it on me If i fail you
Funny, now you're leaking out your stomach acid Sheesh, your team got the flag half-masted Swiss cheese, I forgot how many times I blasted Control me,
again beyond heavens gate In another life they'll love again until then she can't wait And the four masted Rossian set sail on the dawn Sundered from
that fauceted rim that's full masted Go reel in the cast pinned, the line and the hook tin The ride of me life slim, the sight of me face grim See I spin
button seat belt or safety net cnd I'm flabbergasted half masted headed for a hell of a mess Do I really want to go there I think the answer's yes
the three-masted barque Favell. The song invites the listener to a waltz with an old sailor who shares his wise words on how to live one's life. The lyrics are
The Feeling ( Ft. Jag , J.Stone ) Written by Adrian A Smith II , JAG & J.Stone Mixed & Masted by MixedByCrook THIS THE FEELING I GET WHEN I STACK
I Had to get it popping cs a young ing - I was after this You can't tell nothing Mr . Know it cll I masted- this Walk Down ona - Beach When -
Cast me adrift on your gold-masted ship To ride along the diamond-crested wave. You'll be the emperor whipping up your wings To stir the breeze that
leaves. Soon I go abroad on that tall masted ship, to seek thee diamonds and gold. Because I know that you deserve nothing less – than a man who can bring
Only name Table Rogers a share man am I On a three-masted schooner from Twelingate Isle I've been the world over North, South, East and West But
kill me Your spieling Gracelessly Is my grief Please tell me Half-masted, bass-boosted, slingbacked, fully retractable Throw out the la-la by
"And it came to bloody pass in them days, that there went out articles from the half masted Caesar Augustus, blast his toplights, that all the world
late I been masted them Last trip to the lavish shit take a lap off Patterson Channel spirits Vaticans in the passenger Take the wheel, feel my savage
Started drinking on the job And the job became easy Keep my hands upon the wheel And eyes to the sea Our two-masted yellow schooner Seemed
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