Lyrics:
that shit's so strong
Like Paris Hilton, gotta carry me home
So full, so far gone
Forgot where I parked and lost my iPhone
Still lookin? good and pretty
within
Is still yet to come out
Like the word, as a bang
You may have to think again
And get touched by it all
Than walk in single file
In a worn
They say "Drink and be merry,
Take the bull by the horns."
I keep seeing visions of you, a lily among thorns
Everything looks a little far away
My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind
We talk a while by a crooked stile,
You're lucky to catch a few.
There's no magic wand in a perfumed
passes me by,
Forget about the fighting and the flow as I empty my mind
Living like a fossil,
Still from the torrent of time in a broken world,
Still
Parties go a-searching down the crooked road a ways
Find old rufus there drunk and asleep
Fishing by the water must have killed our beloved daughter
heads all up and down the block and shit
One time's crooked and shit
Block a nigga in
Alondra, Rosecrans, Bullis, it's Compton
I'm still in the hood
So sick of being lost in the visions
Of paradise with crooked meaning
This feeling of the ecstasy, have been all just hypocrisy
Clawing my eyes
to withdraw from life
With all of its misery and wretched lies
Away from harm
We lay by cool, still waters
And gazed into the sun
And like the moth's
Here we go
Climbing the stairway to heaven
Here we go
Walking the road of ecstasy
Taking the load
Of this whole world off our shoulders
a vinyl
Talkin late night got you by my waistside so
Posso ser o teu ecstasy, ecstasy
Bella vie, bella vie
Ecstasy, ecstasy
Bella vie, bella vie
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
Aye say K.T.
I remember bra'
Standing out ten of us
Flip a bird split it up
Antenna stickin' up
For crooked cop patrollin'
If the red dog
I can still remember
Every song you played
Long ago when we were younger
And we'd rock the night away
How could I see your future then
Where
I see you again
You're so beautiful
That I'm in paradise
Each time I see you again
I remember some hidden valley
Where the skies are never still
the wheels fall off the dirt bike
Well I still hold dimes by the caseload
Hide the prescription, Miller said I'm stable
A R strike the pause
Put the flaws
I just want you by my side
Putting my heart on the line for one more night
You were my ecstasy
You were the drug I need
Puttin my heart on the line
You were my ecstasy
All my friends said to leave it be
And I still dream of you
I wish only listened to you
I've made one too many mistakes
Fuck
only discover that
There is still more
And the ecstasy multiplies instant by instant
The air of your prolonged sigh ends
In a barely audible moan
I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by and still I try
No rest for cross tops in my mind
On my own
you home? I want you here with me
Ooh girl you blow my mind, I want to be yo' freak
Let me take you there, to that ecstasy,
Oh ba-by, baby
Gotta
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