Lyrics:
You must remember this
A kiss is just a kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They
He's gonna make you all well
Getcha through the night
But hey now
You don't feel better
As you take your fresh bromide
Maybe this man of letters
hold my thoughts this Is misleading
Surrender, there Is no treaty. Throat gets tighter (stop breathing)
Alone and prone By phone screaming, crying In
exquisite and that's on the hood
Take your time in the Summer Breeze, man
Don't forget to stop and smell the roses (mm-mm)
You're never too old to have some
a charming young priest in a "close-knit" mid-American
neighborhood. Well-respected by both young & old alike,
he struggles with the constant pressures
jacket when its cold
Got that young love even when we're old
Yeah sometimes, I want someone to grab my hand
Pick me up, pull me close, be my man
I will
And inadequacies, previous he's and she's
I'm movin' round this old house for the last time
Scene of my past crimes, been here for lifetimes
Hearin' the chimes
I'm not scared to get into a fight over some girls
But someone has to be the bigger man up in this world"
Someone told me that it's sick but I don't
Man it's crazy
Yeah, It's Only been a couple months
And already joke about baby bumps
My love for you is like this bass
Man it fuckin bumps
My Love
Amaze me
Who your man, on my day, I don't really give a damn
What's my name, not your man, I don't even feel a thang
You're a lame, this my game, but you
to explain this?
Feel reclused in my own body
Feeling trapped by my old ideas
The spew out shit on my new I.Ps
The VIP credentials got me feeling so special
I remember when it wasn't no way
I remember when it wasn't ok
And I really live it I don't roleplay
I can't keep on living in my old ways
Aye
Too
soul
Old money like a dinosaur
If you ain't know nigga now you know
Let me get in my zone
Lately man shit been so out of control
You turned your
In dreary times in northern lands
Where people died by their own hands
And iciness cloaked their skin
The hate of an old man grew within
A beastly
the fuck
This ain't enough man I feel like my whole damn life's on repeat
Yeah uh swear that these convos don't change
Sick of these nights and days
Man I
the pound
Nigga want action
It's another man down
It's another man down
Nigga don't stop
You better keep going
This money don't stop
So I gotta flowing
From
that's one great big ol' pistol
I mean .50 caliber made by badass Hebrews
And some surplus tracers for that old BAR of Slayton's
Soon as it gets dark
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Y'all way too close
Y'all way too close
That’s not drip, that’s ooze
I been cold, old news
Friends that shoulda knew
Y’all this
a Rocket
I ain't no Cowboy but I'll Spur you to go make a profit
Or listen to a prophet either way a mouth get fed
Man doesn't live by bread alone we need
you out on a date, and we can play like the old ones don't want us to
When it gets late we can talk and I will tell you something that you never knew
And I'm the only thing that's living in this ghost town
Except for the clouds
And man, they're coming down
If I knew my way around by now, I'd be bound for
precious gift from up above
Make up the homemade Christmas of this poor Kentucky man.
There's a brand new Barlow knife with a shiny wooden handle
Gleamin'
I was nine years old when daddy first touched me
At 15 I ran away and never stopped running
I met a man who took me in 'cuz I was pretty though
He
Always sittin' by the phone
Daffodils are poppin' up out behind the clothesline
Underneath that tree I planted when I was just a boy of nine
Man, I
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