Lyrics:
on a rusted tailgate
Yeah, the night's gonna end so we're taking it in while we're all together
Ain't gonna be around forever
My view's best when that sun
Marigold
I don't think you're looking old but
"I don't think you can stay"
Said the sea to the night
When you go, when you go
Away (away)
When you
The sun is rising and the divine old lady sings
The warm wind blows the sheets
Across the forgotten streets
He jokes about my accent
And your
ringing
Not as much playing my house
Not as much as the way her goddamn voice sounds
It's like taking in sun
And then taking it back
I fall into old
the Thriller
(That's a old ass killer)
Yeah I know my nigga
I might print a couple bitches dripped in gold just sippin' liquor
I don't understand your lingo
with the ephemeral
A peon wrote this with the stalk of a peony and a collar of primitive thud
Posing by a bust of Pericles eating fudge
Sun
Dear Josh, old friend
Apologies first
It's been an age since I wrote you
I know I'm the worst
But you know how I feel
I'm consistently cursed
Someone's falling out of old ways
Love drifter, caught in the winds of desire
Smooth shifter
You've even forgotten all about your heartbreak
Something's
you sittin'
Shit ain't sweet, shit is rough
Back to back it's the same old fight
They gon' eat you live 'til you front
I will fight the vision
Take the breeze that glides through my wings
Take the sun and all the light it brings
Take the glow from the moon, take the star-shine
Maroon me
pussy one more time
And my daughter just turned one, she got a Rollie
She ain't even old enough to tell the time
Yeah, 6 AM up in the morning and it's
Let the love we have
Let it guide my way
I am not alone
Here today
I will walk 'cross the sky
Push into the sun
If it will bring you here
to fit my old description
I wonder why they couldn't curse, I figured jah was blessing
I wonder why they talk about it, never hold the weapon, hold
Here it comes the rising sun
Fictitious kingdom in sweet rotation
The old men laugh, the children kiss
This perfect boredom, symmetric bliss
block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
Clouds got in my way
I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up
It's been a long and lonely day
Tomorrow could be the same old way, so I'm gonna
Be take it easy, I'm driving you out of my mind
The the moon is
Sippin' tea with my blueberry queen
Your eyes put sun on this pale old face
Your smile is the breeze running through my grays
Out those windows is
Again, oh, again
Do you like pain?
Baby love, I tried
But I cannot forgive
I'm crazy all inside
So I'm leaving you with him
Sun bleached and dusty
Woo
Woo
Blackbird on the old church steeple
Spanish moss hangin' in the settin' sun
Every house house has got a Bible and a loaded gun
We
I've been singing the same old songs
They remind me where I belong
Thinking I'm not the guy you used to know
Maybe I should've let it be
Hanging
Fever rising in the setting sun
Cocaine in your eyes and bullets in your gun
Blood in your nails, are you scratching for the fame?
With a noose
to run when we fall back
On old behaviors
When the flavor turns from sweet to sour
That's the hour that I seek
The heavy hearts
And tired retreats
No idea's original, there's nothing new under the sun
Who's still livest, who's still number one
To all my niggas still down roll another one
need any excuse
For all this letting loose
Baby, (hey, hey)
Night jumping in, sun fading out
But the heat is on a slow roll down
Soft
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