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and said, "me too"
Out by the band room you told me we were done, like a steak
You called the time we spent in each other's arms, a mistake
Tumbling down

the bucket
I’m so removed from sipping ima chug it
I pray to the lord that these hoes come in couplets
If i was digging her out just know that she dug it
She

electric, it's acoustic
Should i dance or swing a glow stick
Got his heart broken by a woman from Montreal
In a record store where do his disks belong
Almost

what's really on my mind
I must admit in some kind of ways I seem kinda blind
But why can't I be honest
Oh I just wanna be honest to myself
But mostly

a while since I smiled that's a shame to say
I was broken in a crazy way
I got myself right at night praying day by day
Debating if this new vibe can really

at the Hyatt
Oreo beating me like it's Tyson
No netflix shorty got that fire stick
When your momma out late night riding
Who do you turn to
I know my life  I

what you think
Shit could change in a blink
Through it all I won't shrink
Hotbox till I stink

I get bored way too easy
Everything I do gotta be breezy

off the seal off my anguish
Out of y'all i'm the nicest left
The end is nigh my friend
Fly high and keep direct
I slap ya neck
I'm the best
The sensei

And I can tell, don't say nothing
Ring the bell , we play fucking
Pray for health, you been bussin'
Pray for wealth, you been bussin'
By yourself, you

Growin' up on the farm
We struggled to get by
Growin' up on the farm
We struggled most of our lives

We got more kids
Than you can shake a stick

sell out madison square garden
Hold up lemme talk my shit, diamonds they gliss
Chopper hold tits
Pull up with sticks
We shoot and bitch we don't miss

Wastelands
deep inside of me
whenever
the wind blows hard

Walking through these inner wastelands
telling jokes how we'd go on in white sands

And my voice - it was just a bad parody

That my song was not satisfying requirements
That my ignorance sticks out a mile
And that I don't know what it

and now she give me head
Pulling out the fucking sticks she always by her fucking self
Ya my garage is too big it got ten keys on the shelf
Got my hoes

broken by words unspoken
So let it all out whilst the flood gate's open.
Our mediocrity is not hard to see
As the sapling is bent, so grows the tree.

But

Ready for them teeth in the mouth to fall out of ya 
Brass cut your cheek, cry a bit, keep them braces tucked 
Ready for
All my life 

All my life I

Did I ever tell you about my dearest friend
Supposed to stick together till the bitter end
Till this day I find it oh so hard to move on
Going

I started bussin' them racks in they face and they couldn't do shit
They usin' they bread for some food, but when I got my cheque I went bought me

I started bussin' them racks in they face and they couldn't do shit
They usin' they bread for some food, but when I got my cheque I went bought me

Verse 1	A five pound note is burning a hole in my pocket
	I’ve got the urge to spend, and I can’t stop it!
		Wanna be the first to get
		The full

Gimme the Love

Jake Bugg

Gimme the Love/On My One

2016

Stick lies and rhymes about the old days
Keeping rich just to make new waves
I thought about it in a few ways
Pull back, took on the pale blaze

time
In the morning I’ll go
Flying by first light
But don’t say goodbye
I’m just heading home

And if you ever come to your senses
Find me where

the witches shack
pick me up a boon
Pay of bigs fend them off with sticks
Come collect in their rusted out mechs
Back home after low-plea deal
Whole fleet

Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Christmas is here
Christmas is here

The potatoes are 6 out of 10