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Everything is hazy
Nothing new
Nothing deep

I don't know a childhood 
Doing what a child would 
If they didn't learn about safety, fight 
Standing where my

Everybody know I like weed
Everybody know I think it's fantastic
Well, my white friends fucked me up on the shit
Because they was like, we got

rowdy
Pas nerve'm or get the boot aye
Give a fuck about what you say
Pas de soucis cut ya loose aye
Plus ya day one want me too aye
Fuck you think I'm

nothing else to lose
You know I don't need nobody you can tell by how I move
But you can be my muse
Give a fuck about the rules
I know I'm nothing like

you don't think about it
But I lose sleep about it
I spend my evenings thinking 'bout the time we lost
And dream of when I taste those lips of apricot

think it's ok
We're all good enough
To deserve some love anyways

No need to seek for approval
Or be accepted by the whole world
To finally see your own

one (no one)
There's nobody like you

Oh girl
See oh, because of you
My whole world has changed
I see things different now
Nothing about me is

too
cll you bitches think you Goody Two-Shoes
Do nothing with your life
What the fuck you got to lose?
You be cryin' on the net under ShadeRoom post

this life
I overthink about everything
Nothing is simple in my mind
All these friends that are by my side 
They're only there to be polite
In this

Messy sheets and dirty clothes 
You're staring at me nose to nose 
When there's nothing else to talk about we don't

I swear to God you're Heaven's

Woman. won't you tell me what you know
Something here I don't understand
I recall a solemn vow
Not very long ago
About a woman
Standing by her man.

at the time
Leaves no traces
Like it meant nothing at all
CHORUS
When you lie back
And close your eyes
When you dream of
A different life
And you think about it

Guts On the Ceiling

Insane Clown Posse

Carnival of Carnage

I still ain't dead
I get no respect
I got nothing but guts hanging off my neck
But I'll still chilling
Even with my blood and guts all over

the ancestor's legacy
Carried away by the wind
Our graveyard is flooding into amniotic seas

Sometimes I don't realize that good times never last
I think about

pops at 18 you don't mean nothing
Never sold dope but I seen a nigga cook it
My mind so fucked up sometimes i think i'm crooked
Dropped out of college

Pre chorus
You’re the one that makes me see
That people lie
Just to get by
False promises
False promises


Chorus
Don't talk about it
Be about it
Don't

But nothing wants to live on Mars, oh no, oh no, no, no
We're cooler than Mars
We're cooler than Mars
Right fucking here
By a long shot, yeah, yeah

like what you see
The way you act shows that you know nothing
About me
Waste your energy
Cause tonight you'll be
On your own
You'll be
On your own
I know

laughing thinking about

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

Now I think I'm going down

World of Fantasy

Helloween

7 Sinners

2010

you're born you're under pressure
Your life is well prepared my friend
They surely teach you what to think how to behave until the end

All I ever

nothing
Think I need my Glock by my side it ain't shit no
I just put the ice on my ride like icicle
Two bitches by me on my side Malcolm middle
I be talking

vanish out of sight
Like how you're never stopping by
Do I ever cross your mind
Like a secret undefined
Do you think about the what-ifs
And the could-haves

And think it's cool
To disrespect our sisters
I guess we got a while
'Fore they actually get the picture
I think about Virginia Tech
Think about Katrina

with what's going on
I think he's dead to the bone

I'm talking 'bout a money maker shaker
You tell him by the way he walks
I'm talking 'bout the all