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Lovebites and Razorlines

Glassjaw

Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Silence

2000

about your dignity. 
That's the bastard in me. 

I know a girl 
Who sells herself around 
And I'm sure one day 
She'll sign autographs in your town.

Everything's Gonna Be Alright

Ron Holden

Love You So

1960

of your body tonight.
Whoa, ev'rything's gonna be alright.
Let the music take control of you body tonight.
 
Now I sign a couple of autographs
Take

I was hanging around London
doing tv
I was singing my heart out
on the BBC
a little girl stopped me
on the street, I thought
to ask for my autograph

autographs out, jamming' with my fans
Badda boom, badda bam. I'm 'bout to bought the lamb
Brought the dreams and the hopes. Built a team and popped a brand
Got

a different girl
Every night a different club
And yet I'm lonely
All the time
When I sign my autograph
When I hold an interview
Can't get you out of my mind

can’t
My gangs my family your all that I have
I'm a star, on the walls is my autograph
You don't like it so, you know where you can go
the streets are my

instructor taking over ain't no second guessing 
indenting every paragraph period end of sentence 
Ya learning from a legend for my autograph they begging
That

the math, peep the science (peep the science)
You want my autograph, kiss the hand, I'm your highness (I'm your highness)
Takes the work better, turn to,

an autograph
For the last time
Nothing is ever for what is seems

Hear the words whistle
This simple tune
They will come at your with a silver spoon
How one

up
God damn I'm getting up now my phone they hittin up
Not trying to brag just in my bag weed in the bong pen autograph
the cars that pass
Start

In the lotion
In this room
In old Johnny and June
In Cliff Richard and Pat Boone
In the old wooden heart
In the Chapman autograph

In the tiny yellow

posters and autographs of the dead gathering dust moment been and gone but can't move on stuck in a sticky rut 


of retroactive appreciation club grunge

Take the trip to South Africa
But can't lead the the paper like Dave Chappelle
Realest rapper you have ever meet
She want n autograph on her fake breast

autographs for my heart.
I can't live with this tension inside this room,
desperate. Your hair's cool, this wine's good, my foot's gone numb.

I can't trace

signed yet
But u know u got that autograph 
Scripted in your heart yeah
I need more than that
I treat you like a peace of art
But honestly idk
I don’t

here for decades 
Influencing you Tricks
Tell them who got you made
This my stage My set
Men give me their pen asking for an autograph 
Picky with my men

nge-break labantu ababuyela es’kolweni
You giving autographs elami iphepha lisainwa wumboweni
I don’t except props this is not a movies bro
Aw’ngaye itshiza

the planes
Autographs for the fans
Body bags for the fame
Don't know why they think I'm playing
Guess they thought this shit a game
I been smoking on this

drawing me

Why so far away? There's an autograph
Material i hold to prove me to my own

Recollection of that sacred space
If only there inside
We keep it

here)
I played the low all night, gettin' right
Sellin' a broken down '62 (I did)
Now it's autograph lumb sums
From rap residuals
I know seein' me style

autograph and then
And she passed out when she got there
She says, "Hey", and then she's out
And then every woman after that passed out
And he had 2 guys who

earthworms come
Out of dead flesh at the venue extra fresh
Autograph signing breasts
Every ghetto, every city, every borough
Every hood
It's all just

to God I'm sick

Fuck them, I falled back, it hurted
Fell in love with a bitch and she hurt me
Now I'm riding the Maybach with curtains
Sign my autograph

conical
Against the grain with Dutch strains tropical

If niggas only knew, I be more broke than you
Just smoke better
But fuck it I autograph with
That