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of play
In a place where it's all inclusive
Reality fade away
Bloody Mary's by the gallon
Slave to a sunlight passion
She's baking herself to a glowing

Carnivore mandibles are organic parts no more

Lots of contorted steel in the mouth
Imposed authority by a nebulous mind
The tormented cop having

In a town where the old roads crossed
There lived a Man he was completely lost
And all his friends they were broken by design
He said "I'm working,

But its not gonna happen, right?
I wanna dance with my friends
Now Im lying by the sea


The old town where I grew up
Sea of grace and pain
My friends

a question that often comes up during job interviews, and it's important to have a strong answer that shows your genuine interest in the company and the role.

Always murder words
Overshadowing
I didn't think we'd get this far
Magnificent blow job...

Let down, like a smile less clown
Collecting all

I’m broke, no job, but I got a lot of time
They lied that time equals money
Run along the line and do as Nike said
It’s a state of my, it’s a state

Lord I was born so ugly,
Managed to only land on my face
Covered with scummy tats and scars
Before every little body inked by the craze
Couldn’t get

Young of mind and faint of heart
Content to pick yourself part
Another knock back from a job you didn’t want
A dead bird in your front yard

And it’s

Let’s start by breaking down these walls

we’re all still coping from our many scars

but we’ve come so far



just wanna make you proud

but all you

Fit your stories			
Get education
Tame your worries
To release tension

Find a good job
Embrace the bride life
Don't be a slob
Enjoy the things that

Roll The Line

Written by: Evan Lane, Conner Nix



V1:

Always early, working late.

They call me out, I can't catch a break.

Boss man never

Blue Cheese

The U.M.C.'s

Recon-Struction 2

on teachings that orchestrate my kingdom
Based upon elements of lyrics I bring them
Stone by stone (but did you build it alone?)
No kid was prone to seek it

shawty curvy, I tap, what's my job? I rap
My face will global, grab the map
Mentally I'm so strong, nobody is stoppin' me
None of my friends really knew

Drug abuse
Self destruction
No control
Suicide
A fucking life
A fucking job
All fucking friends
Nothing matters

Time goes by
Life was confusing because

stood your ground that's how you fall in
I lost niggas in this world that I done brawled in
Shouts to eagle and clear all my people in fear
Guided by pain

a ball today
To tel you the truth
I’m going so hard
I don’t even know the date
Take it day by day
me and Mary jane
I been too stuck in my ways
There’s

to Lacey I’m low key
Twin ask where I Be I just tell em OT
On the digi scale weigh it by the OZ
Quarter in the well let my niggaz be free
Let my daughter be

groovin’ 
Day by Day 

Changing old tires and fixing worn out cars 
It’s a heavy job for slim pay and I sure miss my guitar 
But I gotta keep movin’ 
I gotta

not a fine job yet done

I reckon we're missing it
I reckon we're missing it
I reckon we're missing the point by far

I reckon I miss you
I reckon I

Respectable impeccable with timing
Always stay shining
New era comin up on the horizon
Even when there's clouds don't forget the sun behind em
360 visey' in

In and Around Greg Lake

The Wondermints

Bali

1998

Fire on fire on high
Every little thing you say 
Seems to melt me away
I don't know how
Every single word you write
Comes emulsion by night

We ain't on the same level
Nigga's always talking all that shit
He ain't roll the next pedal
I just learned by life and rolled the dice and earned

flat, inexpensive
I didn't have a glove to pitch in
I didn't have a pot to piss in
Not to mention in Dro city
Not a lot of jobs with pensions
All my