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help but feel undone my heart is filled with dread

My path is crossed I feel extended
On the road I put my trust where once I had pretended
My sights

Game Time

Chuck Inglish

Convertibles

2014

on the Pippen's
Baggy pants dance like Michael Bivins
Living good, the floor and the ceiling wood
Bath is marble, toilet seat is fresh
Heater for the middle

know that Santa's on his way,
he's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh, and every mother's child is going to be spy, to see if reindeer really

Stay

Silent love is calling faith
To shatter me through your hallways
Into echoes you can feel
And rehearse the way you heal

Make them dance,

on about our great big scheme
Who knows where the wind turns and blows
Who knows what makes us all glow
That train is on its' way you better beg to pay
And I

Can't worry 'bout time running out
Can't hurry it's a long way down to fall
No money is all about
No milk no honey and no way out at all

Everyone

they know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeers really

Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
cnd every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly

cnd

Tempest

Bob Dylan

The Complete Album Collection, Vol. 1

2013

the swelling tide
Friends and lovers clinging
To each other side by side

Mothers and their daughters
Descending down the stairs
Jumped into the icy waters

old, met her, fell in love wit her
I saved that ho cause she bring more hoes
She major yo, the way she left them other dudes cold
Heart-broken she

runnin' in circles, lookin' and searchin'
Look high and low for the purpose
Convincin' myself this earth is just full curses and cursive
I pull

do)
Time is passing by, and you don't have a clue (a clue)
Scrolling on my phone yeah, what is wrong? (what is wrong?)
Scrolling on your phone yeah,

Beautiful Lie

Amy Studt

False Smiles

2004

a
Beautiful lie
So please don't leave it all up to me

I can feel you,
I can hear you,
I could help you
It's a beautiful lie
Lost in silence
Trapped by

Feelings

Angel

The Casablanca Years

2018

and the love I've stored,
You took it all and left me nothing but wanting more.
Can't help myself from this torturing inside,
Possessed by love is the pain I

It's my turn

All of my life I’ve been asked by others
To help them discover the dreams of their lifes
Doing my best, my best foot forward, 'cause

been through some hell hell hell
But now I'm in the clouds clouds clouds
Never had much help help help
I did this by myself self self self self
I've been

know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer really know

one thing to say
Do you and never let haters get in the way
Just fly

Me and Hunna the Wright brothers
I might smother you with my nice covers
Alcohol,

you're the fucking living dead
You started this shit
I just wanted to spit
This is my shit
You're the fucking bitch
I try to help you bite the hand Crazier

broken heart that loves Your way
Here I am, a citizen of Rome
Your ways are inverse
The last become first
Here I stand and heaven is my home
Its empire

All you take is L's, this is show and tell
Me and my folk, we been doin' well
Peter Pan in the rap game
God damn, I think I caught a spell
I do not

and keep moving towards my goals
I wrote a long time ago
But I can't help feeling like I'm moving way too slow

Tired, defeated and underachieved
Time is

a high tide help me find you
Now lord help me help them
Pride is deadlier than a lion you need to ask for help
Don't matter the life you live or the cards

The Word and the Spirit have opened our eyes
To the pain and suffering of a broken world in need of You

Help me Love the way I love myself
Let me always see