Lyrics:
Wouldn't do that to you
She said bite your lip, now, sweet child
You're the bastard son of a thousand blues
Well my Daddy was gone by the day I was born
like
I want you to know that if you won't, I will
Fake bitches up when it's confronted by the real
Hard works better than a penny in a well
Now they
How did I get like this
I et my soulmate, it's junior year
It started with a kiss
And there's 17 years that I must reminisce
My brain is like a void
of blue
Snow still falling, friends are calling
Bringing laughter and good cheer
Wine is flowing and another year's gone by
Nothing's changed but life
And we'll take a look at your CV
Your Telegraph application is being processed
It's been two weeks, we're very busy
Thank you again for applying for our role
floors
So bitch you can fight your own wars
So if you see a man in red white and blue
Gettin' chased by the Lench Mob crew
It's a man who deserves
them 'Shut yer mout'
I tell them 'Well done you found
A diamond in the dirt'
Boy Better Know t-shirts, that's my thing
I've got a black one of these,
on in my imagination
This movie’s getting old, I’m ready to change my tune
But I think I might be a little too scared to
Well, I’m too content to trust my
She gets paid to party
I can barely afford a couple beers
They card her but not me
She's my junior by a couple years
And that's fine by me, man
Oh nah nah nah nah
Oh yeh yeh yeh
Yeah I goes by name Mr. Fluentzy
The money plenty you know
Temple the beat is crazy though
Swerves
Let ehm know
right out of those woods
Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain
And I recall that song by John Dillon James
One July Monday morning
Currently on Extinction Level Event 2
Genesis Chapter 11, verses 1 through 9
Thousands of years before Christ
Tyrant Nimrod, Gilgamesh of Shinar,
The roses blooming from Bette the wind beneath my wings
The queen's heart worth a million to a club of kings
An iron man to these bitches they call
the only place on Earth blue bonnets grow
And once a year they come and go
At this old house here by the road
And when we die we say we'll catch some
a million light years of the shore
And now I find myself adrift among the “ohh so unreachable” stars…
I only wonder: “was I ever meant to shine?”
Time is
another
How can you lose while making half a million bucks or near
The old man who sweeps the floor and wears a big blue Reagan button
Says the Russians
that good stuff ... original art
work and all that good stuff! Well, you are again the proud owner of number four, Run To The Hills - Total
Eclipse,
can't do what I do
Every year something new that's boss like tradition
Meet with the mayor in the mornin'
No more cookin' in kitchens
Yeah, that's
to show his feelings
He was a pig-tail puller in grammer school
Left back twice by the seventh grade
Sniffing glue in Junior High
And the first one in
pays you standing here standing still
Cause they couldn't afford the bill
They over here taking pics like their brand ambassadors
Knowing dang well you
There's a beautiful sky tonight and
if you were by my side then we could share it but you are gone.
So come at me with your moon and burn me in
We'll still be shooting dice
Taking money's evident
And taking opps life
Ain't leaving any evidence
I shrink wrapped 10 Ps
Word is only 8 made it
Middle
blue Pampers in a coma, and
Your family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone
A little fuck, shriveled up with a hospital gown on
(We holdin' it down holmes)
manly shit
I love watching the way his mind works, he asks a million questions
Uncle, Why is The sky Blue?
Uncle, How do Cars Go?
Uncle, why Don't Dogs
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