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and steal the moon
Get me out of this room
It feels like it's my doom
This song it’s too hot that you can burn!

And I just want to be somebody!
But there is

Come on put your feet up
What you gotta lose in this black city
They say I'm nifty

I end up bummed out by the scam
It was a classic burnout spam
I call

Poppin' on your crew like a smoke screen (smoke screen)
Burnin' more then that og reefa (reefa)
Sprite spilt my night with this lean (with this lean)

PLYWOOD COVERED WINDOWS AND CRAPPY SHOES
Music and lyrics by Riitis

Vocals: Antti Railio
Drums: Mirka Rantanen
Guitars: Juhani Malmberg
Keyboards:

friends without you
Listen as my rockets crash and burn

Hey there Ladybird, don't you fly away or walk on by
Hey there Ladybird, landing on my shoulder,

and your sweet sting has struck me down
But I'm soothed by the groove of your strums and your quick frowns
I'm enchanted by the fire that still burns within

Show Me The Love 
by Mark Lindsay 
Lyrics by Gar Francis & Mark Lindsay 
u00a0
I got the time,
You got the place
Throw me the key 
let's meet, face

burn an omelette
Tune a guitar with harmonics, but I'm bottom tier at economics
That shit really makes me want to vomit

Feels like Mortal Kombat

for sure gonna burn out

What happened to the life I knew
I can't see through the blue and the shadow of you
And in case I didn't get this through I

revolver lodged in
My esophagus with one bullet
Eight-millions stories in this world untold
So in my notebook is where I put ‘em
You just a Jr like Cuba

your day
You don't need to know
That now I will learn how
To play by myself in this town
I'll play 'til my fingers bleed
I miss your melody
This

Seventeen with a licence to fly
Burn up the back roads on a Saturday night
Sometimes I wonder how we ever survived

Drinking beer and smoking

slide by when I'm pressed 
I've never really been depressed
But this week has been killing me
So I told her, "throw it back"
Like the Weeknd's new trilogy

I want you by my side
I'm focused im tryna to get to the bag
Keep pushing myself not tryna be last
Can't go to fast might burn and crash
All them

Feeling something that's beyond emotion
As vast as an ocean
Louder than explosives
No this cannot be posted
No caption or picture can capture this

animal
Drinkin  flipin
rock out like a guitar hero
A.C.D.C Beatles Metallica
try & play me
I will rock you
Rock bottom
I got this liquor in my system

Ion

That's What I Call Crazy

Lucy Hale

Road Between [Enhanced]

2014

It was four a.m., I couldn't sleep
So I did my hair and I fixed a drink
Sat on the porch with my guitar
Sang about how you broke my heart
Singing

First Street Blues

Lee Hazlewood

The N.S.V.I.P.'s

1965

Don Lowance, the man who plays guitar with me, and I
Were born in a small town
And we kinda think it was a different sort of small
Town because in

and back
I should've seen the sign by the way that you kissed me
You taste like sugar, you burn like whiskey

Granny said girl you better get on your knees

the world
Or burn that bridge and sail
And sink
I'd like to sail away
Far from my human duties
In the seas of stupidity
Alone, fed by the pixels of long time

past it
Make you mine
One of a kind
Just your smile makes me
Want to cry
I been on a journey
By myself
Seeking wealth
Locked in on the bag
Put my heart

put a face on the team
By the time we get back, know we finna get it
When I shoot this beat, man, I feel like a real deal
Like NBA, they a straight team

Jordan's
Now I got this money I can buy her a new foreign
Balling I been scoring, keep a raincoat when it's pouring
When you at the bottom they don't see you

burns
Speech about our safety as the rocks go by the hillside
Watch the trucks ahead their big wheels keep on turning
Wanted the west coast yeah
Wanted