Lyrics:
I’ll be staying in the country
Tell the cherry trees aflame
With these words and conversations
Move up to a higher plane
Breaking the spell breaking
The splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how
to tell
Who am I foolin'
When I know too well
That it's only conversation
Here in my mind
Great expectation
The loving kind
I'm losing my
Life is full of changes
Conversation with strangers
Focused on making loot
Peeping all the dangers
Lock myself in the stu
Making all these bangers
breeze may tease a candle fl ame.
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built alas on weak and shifting sand.
I lived by
Have I ever been here before
I remember hearing your name, sir
If my conversation lacks discretion
It's the same old foolish game
Did I ever
After laughter, comes tears
Yo check yo yo, check the script
Me and the gods get it ripped
Blunts in the dip, forty dogs in my lip
Had a box,
A thousand conversations on a never ending theme
Seem to linger in my mind like the fragments of a dream
That was once a part of you and remains
breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by
I wish
That people would stop underestimating me
I wish
That people would be content with what they see
I wish
Not to be defined by when I don't
can learn what's right by your ways?
See, I can say I've loved
I can say I've tried in my days
Got your wish, got your dreams
Got your thoughts,
Why try and keep you a secret
Why be blinded by the night
There are seven billion people but it’s a lonely world
Why wouldn’t I let you see
about the opps
But just know that we about it
Take Love Cautiously TLC I creep about it
Sometimes I'm searching for something to put my faith in
Other
test drive
Girl I give you TLC no Left Eye
Baby want to kick it I say let's vibe
I just want to kick it with you let's ride
Hop inside the car this
sleep
Backwood cause it make me feel good
Looking for some TLC when I creep
Lately I been feeling jaded
So I'm cross faded
Drowning in my sleep
Backwood
anymore
My wallet gonna bust at the seams
I'm in the twelve digit's
Six followed by a couple of threes
All the money, got my wallet lookin' obese
Swear I
love's an art
In which each man should take part
By the time he reaches twenty one
Making love is something that he should have done
It ain't like I've
thicker
Cafe lights flicker
Conversations fade
Loneliness grows thicker
Finding my own rhythm
In a world that's out of tune
Trying to fit in
But haunted by
I don't want to be a wanna be
Stumbling trying to be
Somebody that isn't me
I feel like I need TLC
Cause I don't want a scrub around me
I don't want
horses
I'ma show ya who the boss of intercourse is
Sex, I'm takin' no losses
Even groups like SWV and TLC
Can't see B-I-G with telepathy
The recipe,
After laughter, comes tears
Yo check yo yo, check the script
Me and the gods get it ripped
Blunts in the dip, forty dogs in my lip
Had a box,
around
I need a phone call
I need a raincoat
I need a big love
I need a phone call
These train conversations are passing me by
And I don't have
lines in sand
In the water, separating everything
Fear is the cause of separations
Backed with illicit conversations
Procured by constant
I am waking up
In her bed
I sing 1st avenue
The open window said
Always late to sleep
Late to rise
Lying here watching the day go by
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