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Love like a greeting card, so pretty and unnecessary
penned by defeated hearts run out of words to say
and I know this beat-up car don't look like

Meet me by the white horse, quarter past seven
Ill take you to the fun fair tonight
bring along your suitcase pack enough for heaven
we'll ride

the graves, we spot a ghost
it's my reflection off the flashlight
catching me dead like a deer in headlights

there's no pretty music behind the words I speak

and the chains 
Been stuck in my ways 
Blinded by forces 
So toxic so Poison 
But I show this devotion 
Flying from the land to space then back to the ocean 

If

If i'd been in your shoes
I don't think i would'a choosed
To do anything i knew you couldn't bear

Now if it were up to me
You'd be swallowed by

ain’t nut in months 
And I ain’t trynna be a slave to the blunt no more 
I’d save a pretty penny won’t be proud bout the shit, ain’t got no chip on my

to happen by yourself and your magic
Where did it go, no water then you wilt
Look but cannot touch the pretty flowers in the field
The wounds, the wounds,

Bottles on chill, I got that gold chain flu
Little lady on my side
Show me how you ride out
Be a good one and I'll take you to my hideout
Pretty little

her by my side)
Think about the morning after (i just need to call her)
You know that (i just need to tell her that i..)
Its the best of all the things

and the streets are mean
If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seein' my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway

the sky

And lord knows, I'm happy to help out
In any way I can
But don't you cut so close to me
When I'm hanging by a thread

She said that she could try

Or if we should even be moving

Pretty soon it'll be my next birthday
Kinda wish I could just get it all away
Cause it's making my head hurt
With all

There are sirens all around and
The streets are mean if I can make it here
I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seein' my face in lights or my

it here
I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seein' my face in lights or my name
In marquees found down on Broadway

Even if it ain't all it

Finding pretty pebbles on the beach
Feeling something new
Even though I hate sand on my feet
I am here with you
I am counting cards received by mail

Black blood, black blood
Black blood, black blood
Black blood, black blood
Black blood, black blood

I've been cheated by a demon
Death is now my

him and me
Tell you something if your hooked by the man
Just get out while you still can

stanzas
Damn
New coupe colored like panda
Thick bitch curly head, pretty Mexicana
Plus she like to roll up marijuana
By the morning told her baby I'm

Yea
No tourists
Let me paint a picture for you guys
Uh

Livin this life wit no limits 
U Motha fckaz feel it
Militant in my mind 
Cuz I been fighting

a little while we on the go
I can let you drive while I tongue it pretty slow
Singing tunes I ain't talking bout a radio
These the words that are getting you

Once upon a time... back in the 20th century
Business management was about results... your share price trajectory
It was pretty straightforward

There was a time
Life felt pretty unkind
Then you came along
And my eyes opened wide, and I said
Where have I been
I'm glad you got here when you did

my best friend around
Everyone, it's Babs day
Everyday should be Babs day

It's Babs day it's Babs day
It's Babs day you're so amazing
You're so nice

supposed to be different yet it's all the same
Seems like I'm stuck
That's just my luck
I need a pretty penny so I can get by
Got babies on the way if you