Lyrics:
telling me lies, I can see past it the truth in your eyes"
Falcon wing doors on the ride got me feeling like I'm flying the skies
Speak all your words soft
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
I saw the first butterfly of the spring today
Its wings were a beautiful golden yellow
Someone said that means it'll be a good summer
I could use
of open sky
A little bit of runway shy
It's high time you kissed gravity goodbye
By the seat of your blue jeans
On the wings of a big dream
Leavin'
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here from heaven
And she's daddy's little girl
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks
a little shy
Of even
On those white walls
A little shy of even
Of those white lines
A little shy of even
On those white walls
Again
Don’t you know the
back, give a fuck about what you wanna call that
New school Terror Squad
Terror gone, terror god
Little white bumps on gold keys
People act like
away
Puff puff puff night and day
Blow blow them into air silky little rings
Blow, blow them ev'ry where give your troubles wings
What do they tell
away
Puff puff puff night and day
Blow blow them into air silky little rings
Blow, blow them ev'ry where give your troubles wings
What do they tell
scorches' up the skies with obedience
Got wings and they skin is real scaly
You sleep and you cannot compare it
That's why
White Wine
Wine and Dine
Soul
symbiotically
We are Cybergenerated
Lucifer's surface scourged by leveling winds
Those of our dominion
Burned on Icarian wings
Rotation negated
A sun's traitorous
as time passes by me,
Lord I’ve got to keep it moving.
Your head gonna hurt sometimes,
That little bit of light won’t always shine,
But don’t you worry,
were stirred
From mighty oaks acorns mature
Where faults are made lessons are learned
So off you go little sparrow
Find your wings and watch them grow
Molly Brown, waits for me
In a little one-horse town
And Boley, Oklahoma
Where white folks don't come around
I'm thinkin' about you, Molly
I'm
White roses and misty blue eyes
Red mornings and nothing but grey skies
A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through
Jacket you bought me gone
but my days! Must I shock her.
Diagnosis, paralysis, lo, I became a doctor
She cut me off mid-sentence like I'm rapture
Getting white-maled by a black
and unite
Because it's time to fight the power
So put your fists up in the sky
(Some of those children are small)
(Little kids hopin' up beyond sixteen)
Molly, ecstasy and Mary
Yea my bitches they stay high
I don't know if they write stories
But my bitches stay by
Give me head till I'm sleeping
Compliment
in the sky, little darlin'
And if you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up
You will grow
And until you go
I'll be right there by your side
bad
Now I've gone mad
Now I've gone bad
Now I've gone mad
Devil wings on my back
Renounced love since I fell from the sky
Everything he told me was so
down for white class
Before it was cool to be white trash
You can't change the world so why try
Watch them chains to tidies
From fist fights to drive bys
can say
The skies the limit, you grew your wings, fly away
To Nirvana, paradise
That smile you're wearing, man it looks nice
You deserve this
Happiness,
has come to leave the bay,
She holds the key, trying to be,
Step by step,
A little more… free.
Her wings grew strong,
now she is done,
Singing someone
don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're goin' to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take the sky
But till that morning
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