Lyrics:
were fillin' up the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin' you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts
the window just a lil' bit (yeah)
Big blues in my pocket, fuck the politics (yeah)
I really got it out the mud on some different shit (I did)
They really
at the floor
Follow blood to the window sill where it went up and out into the night
Cynthia strolling through the moonlight
Casually wiping the blood from
baby out here on the run
It's been a good long while since I've
Loved someone since I called you
Honey
I windex all the windows spic and
Span
The tubs
Queen
I ordered slowly, took my time
Ignoring all those assholes honking from behind
Pulled around to the window and said
"Last time I was here you
the window when
I found her at my side
Asked where I was goin' to
I told but where I came
For the jails in which I've done my time
I fail hard to regain
Dark
blam in a big room
Muzzle out the window blast
From the 13th floor broken glass, moving
Fast see the muzzle flash
Everybody hauling ass
Where a mask for
dispersed
It’s distraction from the action of the pieces of worth
I broke down the plan to little bits of passive
It’s the task of asking questions 'bout ya
got the old heads froze
They peepin outta closed windows
They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold
Witness another episode with
face
You know I want it
Give me the task
And a bitch is on it
Bout to crash
Foot through the window
Cruise cunt on the highway going loco
Fuck the stars
Detractor Crabwise
Over the Andalusian extensions of the life and loves of Noddy
Through the windows of disgust
The teeth of Leppo and his
somethin', or be 'bout it
And ride off into the sunset,
With the windows down, feet out it
I got a foul mouth, I blow weed out it
Separate these thighs,
drinks up in a glass
I've been looking forward to our next adventure
But you always had a more important task
Than a little bit of weed and wine at dinner
Fuck
Hello
I just woke up its 5 pm
I don’t know what city I'm in
My manager is fucking calling again
17 missed call there all from him
Your suppose
seem to fight, as we've all lost our minds
Sometimes the notion to do what is right
It flies out the window, and then we lose sight
We can't keep our
Last chance
Window smash
Breaking glass
Grab the stash and run
If you need the funds
Desperate measures in these hard times
Damn the law
Ski masks
to the Sahara's burning sand
Looking thru the mirror in the window
I hear the locomotive call
Tighten up your mask you can board the train
Or stay frozen
The people past my window are hiding from the sun
Everybody's looking out for number one
A million lives, with a million fights to win
And still,
you I'm better, my manager working on deals
I don't mix my weed with my pills, and I think it's affecting my sales
And I look in the mirror and think
Or Should She Olive Green
Do Your Thug I cin't Goin Press
I'm Way Too Nonchalant
Multi Task Im Movin Fast
Like We In Ramadan
Yea I Was Toxic From Da Jump
Off the bend in the road
Is one less soul on society's load
It's so so still
I'm the son that kills
He knows
What I fill
Are window sills
With snow
I
task
Even moonlight won't stay long
Haven't talked this week at all
All these windows feel like walls
For worse or better
Is forever just a song
So if
grotesque in light
A time, a place
Embrace the final flight
Death Threat
A grudge afflicts this house
The windows shattered last
The vows exchanged, a final
a few more miles to the Widow's Peak but
I'll get out right here and stop being selfish
And take in the crazy show from my window
And America
Where have
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