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of this life
Tired of my decay, no longer trapped by a depressive state
It is from within, metaphysically, I evolve into something grander than the flesh

up where her ribs at her future kids had
You held out for two weeks longer than these hood rats
You precious more precious than lost treasure
Matter

for sure that
I'm being held by something more than me
In this galaxy

I look so deep into the eyes
Of everyone and I'm surprised
It seems we're all

by love, and the way she lied
Not me, no way, but that day she fooled me
When I caught Sue running around
She was running around, she
Was running

the angels weep
Something cold lives inside of me
Prolonged misery
Through isolation
After I woke up
You were no longer
By my side
I spent hours searching for

K-I-SS-I-N-G

Nas

I Am... The Autobiography

1999

ribs at her future kids had
You held out for two weeks longer than these hoodrats
You precious more precious than lost treasure
Matter of fact I'm

the miles are getting longer 
Time isn't on our side but it's something id hope we could get through

Oh, oh, oh 

As I walk here now
months have flown by
I

Maybe I Just Came Along for The Ride
I had to let it go
Like an echo of a laugh
Read something in her face
It was no longer in my grasp

They say

Maybe I Just Came Along for The Ride
I had to let it go
Like an echo of a laugh
Read something in her face
It was no longer in my grasp

They say

Destroy the World Around Me

Mushroomhead

XIII

2003

to be perceived
It's what believed by your enemy

Hold on to something here come the rains
This damn is about to break
Hold on to nothing

of stressin'
Am I worth fighting for
Am I something less than

It's hard, I know
But life can't hurt us now
And we'll make it through,
The hard times together

beat her
Who loves so for a dead Christ
He must have meant something to her

Glory instead of the happiness I thought I needed
Peace in death 
Holding

In the face of desperation, the scattered voices of many are heard by none 
And we have long since passed the point when something must be done 
So

the next thing you know
Is you're curled up by your phone
Waiting for that ringtone
It's so hard to be alone
Hey it's so hard to be alone baby
Oooh
Searching

You told me that night
Come by my side.
Let's go down and hide

A turn in the woods
Near your neighborhood.
A turn in your mood

Something went wrong

lay in bed prolly smokin something
My reach is longer than a sober summer
Gotta strike fast like a cobra huntin
Green light go now keep a low profile

Heavy Storm

First Aid Kit

The Big Black & the Blue

2010

To take us away while something new would form
I wish that I could have known by then
We all know now that we're never getting back to those times

and this game: no longer safe, for ya
Anywhere you hide: no longer safe
First one in, last one out
These niggas not safe, I'm lashing out
Do you know what

Oh, where was he going to
But he knew
You could tell by the picture he drew
It was totally something new
Oh, where was he going to


I've so much

Can we pretend to be someone else for a while?
I need so bad to break away
Don't you miss when you believed in something else?
I need so bad to find my

Form Follows Function

Lupe Fiasco

Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album, Pt. 1

2012

roll, you know?
Yeah, and check it, check it

So, so when that pond thaws and it's no longer Gretzky
That's when we jet ski
I got a catch up

dragging me down

I no longer see my love
Reflected in your eyes
Never enough, never enough
I have been confusing you love
For something its not
I've been

Always sit by the dock
I'm sure it's silver and rocky
Or white and soft with the sand
Always listen. I've got a
Plan
I've got plans
Make way
For

A phenomenon where a person with fame
Does something that makes people complain
Public accusation leading to shame
By the masses with the aim