Lyrics:
to the music of this sad same song
It's quite depressing, there's no fixing to the problem
When you're talking to an idiot
When I'd come through
You were
the song now, fucker
(Verse 1)
[Slug]
We travelin the missile, weavin' through your cornfields
Leavin behind a trail of amateur porn and orange peels
are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
You fixed yourself, you said, "well never mind,
We are ugly but we have the music."
And then you got away,
'bout to rock this
At the Great American Music Hall, pissin on the box office
Pick apart the detail, alcohol and females
All around the world same song
we cannot hear and understand ourselves
With a soul full of music
Still refusing to dance
But you knew all the old songs
You're a stranger no more
endlessly
If you're feeling like you need a break
(Music swell the breeze)
If you're living in a weakened state
(Sing from all the trees)
If you're
listen to you play
and right now with a smile and a handshake
I am watching your heart break in music being born
and somehow, it is coming between us
Love
For parkin and shit, I put my heart in this shit
Yo my arteries connect to the amplifier wire,
Music make the flames in my inner fire higher
I
SONG: The Divine Lives Inside
WORDS and MUSIC: Kavi Jezzie Hockaday
Published by: Blue Pie Publishing USA (ASCAP)
God is inside everything
hiding from me for a long time
Light a J don't want to feel this song cry
Can’t Knock the Hustle
Let the I oughtas (Aorta) in my heart thrive
I hid behind
how much you miss a person, until they gone
Like to hear it? Hear it go, I'm rehearsing, gotta sing my song
I know I've done some wrong, but I can't
the old, bold mate of Henry Morgan.
Oh, some are fond of fiddles and a song well
sung,
And some are all for music for to lilt upon the
tongue
But mouths
posts every comment
Tryna' see if she gone' call me back on an over lonely heart
My mama said it's gonna' pass playing 80's music back to back, Johnny
song, baby
I've been working hella hard, though
There's people telling me I'm 'bout to be a star, bro
But when I play 'em some of this, they like
My heart is a speaker
I bleed this music
The beat's in my blood
I must transfuse it
If it wasn't for this
Yeah, I just might lose it (Damn)
"Can
the hope in my heart
Though I know life can just tear me apart
Funny old road and I know it will bend
Maybe rainbows shining there at the end
I know
Houston green or
West V let's hit the road now
At first I was just playing
Now my heart in all my songs now
Everybody fake and I just
Wanna be alone
gotta hold on
Take my hand
I'm standing right here
You gotta hold on
God bless your crooked little heart
St. Louis got the best of me
I miss your
awards, that's not what I look towards
I don't want a reward for any song I record
I ain't gotta look back to know that I'm movin' forward
I ain't tryna
on and take my hand
I'm standing right here, you gotta hold on
Well, God bless your crooked little heart
St. Louis got the best of me
I miss your broken China
EDGE OF LOVE
Music by A.Manninen
Lyrics by M.Rantanen)
Vocals: Rick Altzi
Drums: Mirka Rantanen
Guitars. Ade Manninen
Keyboards: Jari Pailamo
Bass:
music, cause she know she got my heart
Even thought its torn apart, its bumping out nothing but love for you
And to my niggas keep your business, I got
Why do we settle for less and cry and beg for more?
Beg for more
The newspaper is singing a song to wash your brain
Like the internet and the radio,
room at five in the morning
With the music so loud you'd think that I was performing
And if that ain't a warning that I've gone too far
After shopping
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