Lyrics:
it was that way
'cause sometimes I have to get away
[Chorus]
This guy turns around
And he's pointing up the stairs
I found myself in her
would burst
And I
I wanna run away
I wasted 27 fucking years
In a family based on a shame
And I
I wanna run away
You're never gonna win a civil war
If
of tiny little storms
The good and evil in me wage a bloody civil war
The missiles whistle through me then the rebel pistols roar
I shiver and the final
I think we must have all gone mad
Maybe right turned over
They promise us the earth
Instead we've got the great depression
Now you're free
they see me now) yeah
I'm steps away, I can't stop now (I can't)
No, I won't let you waste my time (yeah)
Surrounded by some millionaires (oh-whoa)
got no ambition
Gone fishin' by a shady wady pool
I'm wishin' I could be that kinda fool
I'd say no more work for mine on my door I'd hang a sign
The ones that refuse we put 'em to sleep in it
Got up in the mornin' for class and play hookie
Some of us is veteran some of 'em stay rookie
Bitch
that way
Cause sometimes I have to get away
Take me back to Tokyo Road
Take me back to Tokyo Road
Take me back to Tokyo Road
Take me back to Tokyo
'd like to kiss them, But I can't break away from all these
Chains, my baby's got me locked up in chains,
And they ain't the kind that you can see.
Whoa,
there,
But my Oklahoma home, it blowed away.
I planted wheat and oats, got some chickens and some shoats,
Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my
By Bob Hartman
Based on Rom. 7:15
I have a secret that I let nobody see
An evil shadow that's been hanging over me
My alter ego that I try to hold
there's war, you gots to know
Them boys got toys, tear down the front door
Detroit make noise everywhere that we go
There they go, there they go
You
everywhere
Troubles fly away and life is easy
Does he love me good?
That's all I need to know
Seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
Little Joe
war
I got old clips bitch I'm Baron Davis
Know a couple niggas that's down to ride
For a homicide when it's drama time
Run up on a nigga with
it, really, really need St. Tropez
You best believe it that I got to get away
I got a sister, man she really got a pin head
She think she kinky but
Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus
Steal away, steal away home, I ain't got long to stay here.
(Spoken)
I was walkin' in Savannah, passed
There are few things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
As the kingdom falls, I strain to hold my walls
But it's a civil war, thought that you were on my side
You and your army had plotted your strongest fight
So
Gold And Diamonds
I'm from one of the richest places
In the world
But there's always civil war's
And corruptions
You got to be bout to bout
Or never
to be silenced by detest
When my thoughts are at odds with themselves
A civil war behind the walls inside my head
Ain’t it hard to always have to justify
the subway, take a seat
I let myself get in my way
And let her get away
I got off the train at the next stop
And headed back uptown
I knew I could find
in a Paris cafe that first I found him
He was a Frenchman, a hero of the war
But war was over
And here's how peace had crowned him
A few cheap
in a Paris cafe that first I found him
He was a Frenchman, a hero of the war
But war was over
And here's how peace had crowned him
A few cheap
has got what I need tonight
Your love is like a roller-coaster
The way that you take my breath away
It feels like I'm slowly falling deeper
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