Lyrics:
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
Taking back your life
From the enemy
Only possess one remedy
Turn away from lies
You will live to see infinity
This is not another sad song
Not just
was where to go
As the concertina, the ukelele
And the old Joanna
Would be heard daily
So if you fancy a change from Ed
And Adele check out
A song
we'll find our way to home we'll sing the same old song again)
we start everything from the beginning!
(when we'll find our way to home we'll sing
Produced by Nurelle, so, this song should do well
The Passion Mixtape (Friki friki friki fricki Guess Who's Back)
Clap Your Hands
If you feeling this
ever heard in your life.
I'm talking about the kind of song where not only is the character in the song dead by the end of the song, but he's been
This shit started so
Whats up this is Cole aka Vex uhh Im 18 years old from Coatesville PA
Thats five dollars this my lucky day thats that bread this
of it, but as stubborn as we are, did I take it too far?
'Cleaning Out My Closet' and all them other songs
But regardless I don't hate you 'cause, ma
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old
And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable
And to this day
mo', right after that
Yes, women you lookin so very beautiful here today
Some of you with the same thang on from the club last night(oh)
The Lord giveth
Maybe a song about your family or one about being alone
A song from David Allen Coe will get the whole bar singin along
A little Hank or Merl or Whalen
no matter where you're from.
The difference is I can write a song about it.
I can write a song about it.
I can write a song about it.
I can write
mark by my old goals
Too protected to be intercepted tryna to keep my distance
From the sold souls
Up in real life and the photos
I'm nothing like em
This is from the soul
Promise that I'd never fold
Potnas switching on they niggas
My nigga that's getting old
Everything that I desire, I get it
me brotha
We was eighteen gettin it, chevys all colours
Super far from a sucka, he ain't neva tuck his tail
On the east of Atlanta givin these sucka
To save your soul
From the Unknown God
From the Unknown God
Same old questions
It's the same old questions
It's the same old questions
It's the same
solo
Took two shots of Old Crow
To drown my sorrows
Cops torch my body by tomorrow, oh no
Tony sold poop to Bobby from Toronto
Conor, go box Floyd on TV
sing familiar songs about my
New friend with screenplays written from the start
Played by my old friend knew my new friend
Who played the part
He played
I've seen 'em do when any man retires
Then old Oney's gonna tell me
From now on I'm free to do what I desire
He'll present me with that little old
Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand
to see
The Boys of the Old Brigade
From hill and farm the call to arms
Was heard by one and all
And from the glen came brave young men
To answer Ireland's
Doc songs
Like an old Pac song, outta my mind
The lights on, but I'm not home
Something is wrong with me
I done brought six strippers from Vegas
breathe's been tainted
Clinging to the leaves, those
Songs of old
Songs of old
Just across from my old street
There's a place called Tin Pan Alley
fashioned)
Pretty women go and shake your derrière (I'm old fashioned)
Gatsby in the house tonight
Live by the gentlemen code
Kill and attacking these flows
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