Lyrics:
on the phone
There's too much distance between us
Fingers in your hair, and I'm falling for you
Tonight
I don't wanna go home by myself
I wanna feel your love,
finger lickin' good
Strictly by the book
What's fair is fair, I'll be right there
I am not a crook, lies
Marooned, marooned
Marooned in a blizzard of lies
A saint's madness often taken as a miracle
God-intoxicated maniacs have taken over the city
You point fingers to sinners but you sin more than they
Letting Time Slip By
Through Your Fingers
You Don't Even Know It Yet
But I'm Gonna Win This Lovers Bet
Yes I Am, And You Know It
You See I Know Your Name
filled my empty mind
Stuck inside the daily grind
Guess I was just blessed by the curse
I know it sounds absurd
And if I only could
I'd flick a finger
Joe Public in an overcoat
A smile on his face and his fingers down your throat
Making you stick with his victory salute
Vs up for England or does he
with eyes closed, your ignorance has left us all exposed. We are the architects of our own demise, virus introduced by naive minds, human frailty
on new year
And fingers in my ears
I’ll try to let Christmas slip by
And the cold it sends shivers
Straight through my bones
And I know that we’ll make it
sleep, I toss and turn
Candlesticks in the dark, visions of bodies being burned
Four walls just staring at a nigga
I'm paranoid, sleeping with my finger
Finger on the trigger
While I'm switching positions
Ski mask, duffel bag
Ridin' round town
Bad lil bitch wanna hold you down
Make our graves side by
A WHOLE NIGHT'S FRICTION IS ON MY FINGER
I RUB IT ON THE WALLS BUT THE SPARKS JUST WON'T FLY
*I APPEARED BY ACCIDENT MAN
I KEEP TRIPPING OVER TALES OF WHO
boring
He visited me yesterday
He noticed my fingers
And asked me if I would play
I didn't really care a lot
But I couldn't think of a reason why not
I
Thank you! The King! Something by the King!
Well you know the King! Checkmate honey
Beat ya at your own damn game
No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral
me
I will not go to the light
I'm not ready to cross beyond
I'm still alive!
Trapped in darkness
My eyes open wide
In a shroud of silence
Broken by my
of then
Step out in the morning light
And see my friend
You might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb
Somebody point the finger
Yeah you might
say they love you
Better do my thing
Edgin' out this pain
Life or death
I'm ready for what any may bring
Middle fingers, bring ‘em up
Show them
A couple years went by
Until we met agin
We was was having quite the time
Picking with with a grin
His fingers knew the way
Through Any tune you'd call
He
good word
And I'll be home by Friday
This time I ain't lying
With Bar-b-que from the city
Don't you worry your pretty little head
Or lift a finger
A couple years went by
Until we met agin
We was was having quite the time
Picking with with a grin
His fingers knew the way
Through Any tune you'd call
He
can't watch it go by
Now is the time
It's our choice to make
Every breath we take
No more praying off your knees
Play your heart out till your fingers
can't watch it go by
Now is the time
It's our choice to make
Every breath we take
No more praying off your knees
Play your heart out till your fingers
need this memory
I've seen baby hands reach out
Grab my fingers like a vise, grab my glasses
Grab my keys, grab my heart by the strings
Hold on, boy,
this tiny woman's shoes. Drink up an mumble your abuse. I'm still humbled by it all:around the same time that i was riding with no hands, busting windows
will be will be
When my fingers can no longer feel
When my eyes can no longer see
When life is turning
I will still pray
(Come give me love)
Come
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