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G9		 D
Spilling oceans over sand
         G9   Bm A G9
Something magic lives among us
        F G9           D
When the sea consumes the land
        F

Twenty holly berries
A bar of chocolate

Gray sand
Nine VHS tapes
A pour of clear water

Clean sheets
A loop of wire

A swan orchid in full bloom
Four

cloud-nine heads in the sand
And I'd ascend
But anxiety pulls me back down to the land
Everyday stays the same
Fuckin round like my life is a game
All

Wildest Dreams

Llama

The World From Here

2002

We have never ever been so far
From our homelands
We are finding out what's in our hearts
And what's in our hands
A brotherhood in the sun and sand

truth
These tattered bits of me
I've been piecing
For twenty nine years

(How does this happen?)
Walk with me in your bare feet
In the sugar sand

Fifty with the kick stand 
Four G autos on the red lamb 
Try to test me you gon get banned 
Bitch it's going down like it's quick sand 
006ix ! 
He got

Getting married in the sand 
Put my vows in a song 
They get buried in the sand 
Cloud nine living, and we probably never land
You could live with Peter Pan

personal jazz band
Speeding down the dry dream highway in the night sand
seven. eight. NINE.
Highest digit in the line (yuh)
Jikan wa mou ido suru nai (aye)

mil' as we speak (yeah)
Like snow to the 6ix, like sand to the beach
She wanna bring her friend, girl, I got no backseat, fuck (ooh)
Back in America,

the trash bag
I sell swag by the hashtag
Hold pounds like the dumbell rack
Brain flat, you won't catch that
I'm seein green while slangin sand with a
9 iron

I don't think sand is good for you
I don't know why mice eat their poo
I don't think sand is good for you
I don't know why Lars sniffs wood-glue
Nine

nine nine nine nine
Nine nine nine

A lifetime of distraction
A rulebook drawn in sand
For a piece of the fraction
What don't you understand?
I

uplifted so I got the upper hand
Out here surfin waves while you playin in the sand
Work a 9 to 5 or a 5 to 9 don't check the clock I know it's time
To shine

Automatic Mac one hand
Yeah
Leave a nigga laying in the sand
Yeah
9mm each hand
Yeah
Lac tinted out got damn
Yeah
Panaramic roof got damn
Yeah
Finna pop out

Fire in AC

Tech N9ne

E.B.A.H. & Boiling Point: K.O.D. Collection

2012

occurred in theater number nine
My condolences the families that mourn
All humanity was torn for what he damaged see some horns muthafucker

Burn in hell

This is Paradise
Laying in the sand on cloud nine
My head in the sky
Losing myself in your eyes

We could spend the day in Malibu
We could spend

the crabs on the sand

I work 9 to 5
Making what i can
I clean off the tables
With my damaged hands

I stack the shelves
Box on top of box
The repetition

Fuckin' pan on my city sand in my nine mag
I don't get no flex, though
Still flexin' with a brain that ain't cold
Hey, huh

You don't even know what that

molasses and ink
Or anything else that is pleasant to drink,
Mix sand with the cider and wool with the wine
And welcome Queen Alice with ninety times nine

to know about the Martians
Bipartisan ain't gonna settle the land I look on high, he done put the lion in the sand
You got a nine, but he left the ninety

Like Father, Like Son (Papa's Song)

Gym Class Heroes

The Quilt [Clean]

2008

the truth of sand, something like a forty nine 
Up to the point where my chest becomes a cold mine
But when they come and go, I'll be here at the bitter end

lessons Imma be made in the sand
Tryna get out this 9 to 5 its a fuckin' lie
You quick to replace if you die that's the reason why
I'm following my dream up

Like Father, Like Son (Papa's Song)

Gym Class Heroes

The Quilt

2008

of sand, something like a forty nine 
Up to the point where my chest becomes a cold mine
But when they come and go, I'll be here at the bitter end
Just

a jam call up gizz he a man with plan
Drown him innat ocean he survive lay him in the sand
Hit em' with that nine for a dime sent it in advance
Fell in