Lyrics:
to hazy brown?
When love is put to the test, it somehow weeds out the worse from best
Or maybe the best will pass you by, 'cause we're just
Sitting
fuck that "Sorry for your loss" shit
My sister died in vain, but what point are you trying to gain
If you can't fit the pumps I walk in?
I'll wait
will you still respect me if you get it?
All I can do is try, gimme one chance
What's the problem? I don't see no ring on your hand
I'll be the first
to hazy brown?
When love is put to the test, it somehow weeds out the worse from best
Or maybe the best will pass you by, 'cause we're just
Sitting
of light
A ray of hope
In the darkest night
If you see what's wrong
And you try to make it right
You will see a point of light
There are heroes
everyone
It's up to you, It surely can be done
Young and old are doing it, I'm told
Just one try, and you too will be sold
It's called "le freak,"
gon’ win over and over and
Over and then you wake up
You still can’t believe it! You know
Why? Because you was lied
To by Google you was lied
To by Mark
frail, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles you can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe
(Ooh) mmm, yeah
In
talkin' no bullshit
So many damn people are so damn full of it
Keyboard Money Mark, you know he ain't havin' it
Just give him some wood and he'll build you
And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker
This is the end of everything
You are the end of everything
What the hell am I doing?
Is there anyone
all I know
This life is crazy
But it led me to your love
If you call on me forever I will come (will come)
No matter what, baby
The only thing
of you
I wanna say to you tonight
I feel great
I mean, I feel great
Everywhere I go people are always comin' up to me
And they say mark, mark, mark
Mark
times center codefendant judging my life
Back-pedaler, what they say? You do the cha-cha
I'ma stand on it, 6'5", from 5'5"
Fun fact, I ain't taking
come to the bridge, to the line that divides.
What am I doing up here in a daze
As I gaze at the cold river bed?
Why do I ask myself, "Shall I go
me?
Are you, are you, are you using me?
You pretended like we were friends
I was blinded by sentiment
You complicated what love should be
And I
Jada: What are you doing?
Jaden: I'm just looking over there
Jada: You looking over there?
Jaden: Yeah I'm just looking at the piano
Will: You ready
I am Jeremiah Dixon
I am a Geordie boy
A glass of wine with you, sir
And the ladies I'll enjoy
All Durham and Northumberland
Is measured up by
Plant some flowers by my graveside
Just a little bunch of them
Makes no difference what they are, dear
Since your hand has planted them
Hilton,
Talking in our beds for a week.
The newspapers said, say what're you doing in bed,
I said we're only trying to get us some peace.
Christ! You
If you like it you can try it too
Stop me and buy one
I am illegal that means so are you
Whisper whisper, what have you got?
I got something
So Mike D what's up? Yo yauch what's up? Come on Mike let's
Tear it up hear no evil see no evil talking no bullshit so many
Damn people are so
You will never stop and see
What's you're doing to me
Oh, what you're doing to me
Oh, what you're doing to me
Oh, what are you doing to me?
Oh,
to me
Until I do, I'm hoping you will know what I mean
I love you
I want you, I want you, I want you
I think you know by now
I'll get to you
trip?
Mm, I don't know, you might cramp my style
I'll walk behind you at all times
What if I get swept off my
Feet by a handsome highwayman?
Then I
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