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she fought battles of her own
But her letters kept on coming, while I dreamed of going home

She's still waiting by that window, at the downtown jewelry

Who was she?
Who were they?
Where'd you sleep at night?
For 30 years you had two homes and lived two separate lives
I think of you
Driving home twice

Ramblinman

Mark Lanegan

Ballad of the Broken Seas

2006

I can settle down and be doin' just fine
'Til I hear an old train rollin' down the line
Then I hurry straight home and pack
And if I didn't go
I

to the tenth floor, tenth floor
We won't wait no more
I'ma take you to the tenth floor, tenth floor
That's my home
Time is ticking by, are you gonna cry
We ain't

Yeah, crazy how we sabotage our dreams by letting our fears and doubts become our new reality
Put it on the line, let your work testify, you got heart,

I can settle down and be doin' just fine
'Til I hear an old freight rollin' down the line
Then I hurry straight home and pack
And if I didn't go, I

a lot alone
I got my own
Don't need your home
'Cause I made it through a lot alone
I know I've grown
To realize I can do it all alone

Alone
Alone

act, surge
Embracing every chapter, life's fleeting stage
I gave my best, let my soul engage
I savored each instant, in its ephemeral stage
As we sailed

no, no, no, no

Let's not go home, girl
Why don't we fly straight to Rome, girl
It'll be the perfect setting
To have the perfect Italian wedding
Oh,

to the nearby lake in the next village.
Friend, whatever you are telling is correct.
But how do we leave this place?
This is our home, we were born here.
Be

Stomp

Drew's Famous

Drew's Famous Top Christian Countdown

the sack
Nigga, let the weed smoke blow
I'm intoxicated trying to make a few hits in the head

Baby 'cause I be wilder, big baller, call up with quarter

Riding, yah
Real shit
(correct)

I love to be free

Breaking the half in the kitchen closet
Baking soda by the water faucet
Pot and spoon

Relax

Das Racist

Relax

2011

White devils like it
I'm drinking coffee brought to me
By white devils' sidekicks
They askin' if we like to get higher
Like they hired him

Like a Secret

Jawbreaker

Bivouac

1991

the would-be king on a would-be throne.
I'm all I know now.
Better get started. It's a long walk home.

Lemme just go,
And collect this bag
I wanna give my son
The life I never had
I know it’s hard now
But when I get home
We gon’ fuck
Til your legs shake bad

the same
I'm almost ready 
To quit before I begin
But

I cringe, but I know It's necessary  Even vital I begin

Piece by piece 
I make my way through
Each

and keep space
Still you find me in my dream states
'Cuz it's Christmas Eve and I'm drunk by myself
Wondering where you'll be spending the night tonight
'Cuz

one
I just feel like I can ride to it
It's like, uh
It's a little different, yeh, uh
Yo
Kill or be killed, In a world
Ready to spill blood
The cold

hands up
Get yo hands up
Get yo hands up
Get yo hands up
Get yo hands up
Drop that molly in my system I'm surrounded by these women
Girl you sexy as can

like my throats bleedin
How you sposed to feel when you're starving but your homies eatin
Those years you would feed them
Give em a home when they was

I shall meet you at Nash Park
Catch you when it's after dark
Listening to subtle words
Crying from the blackest bird
Poetry ignite my bones
By a man

said a long time ago it ain't easy
said I was coming fools aint believe me
give it all up to my father and my mother
and don't judge a book by the cover

on your own
Imma do my fucking best, wanna let you know
Whatever the future holds I'll be right by your side
No matter what we go through all I'll need is

off the bone
You a lil' kid let me leave you alone
I'm fucking yo momma yo daddy he gone
He coming back but he not coming home
That nigga dead gone