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She was like a bud in disease
Set her mind upon solution,
cnalysed the prophecies
cnd failed to see how Kokopelli
Figured grand on his story of man

When the night is always visible to your gaze 
Through a beautiful heart, 
her face is like an angel in the dark of night
I present a dream painted

She's wild and crazy but it's kind of nice
Likes her sweet tea on ice
She's a sweet-talking biscuit making blonde haired beauty
That smiles like

(huh)
Give you my wrist so hurt this (huh)

I dont like hoes I'm courteaus
Yeah she George so curious
Give her banana
She oo oo my ah ah
I'm taking it

the unavoidable quiet?

Pre-Chorus:

Like the wind that can't be touched,
I send my love in smiles and glances.
But your heart remains unturned, unmoved,
By her

Its hard to put it in words
Give her the credit she deserves
Something like soulmate
Felt like it was fate
There is no melody
She won't make my heart

My days are always blue
Since she's been gone...

Every day I wake up start
Thinking'n my mind
How could I forget her
If she's burning my heart

I heard you moved out to South Carolina
Just like you always said we would
Packed your bags in that old 4Runner
That I bought you when things were

Dixie Avenue

Old Crow Medicine Show

Volunteer

When I met you on the corner of Dixie Avenue

Just a valley girl from out on 33
Fire in her eyes like the Devil's dream
We were two young lovers with

Crazy in Love [Live]

Jay-Z

I Am...World Tour

2010

Baby
Seem like everywhere I go, I see you
From your eyes, your smile, it's like I breathe you
Helplessly I reminisce, don't want to
Compare

by phone
I ain't looking for a healing, just an improved feeling
If she can give it, I'm with her, but only if she delivers
Deliver how can you, I

in your spokes
Until you choke
But you misspoke
Your heart is like the porcelain
It cracks before it's broke
Your heart is like the porcelain
It cracks

Why

Organized Konfusion

Stress: The Extinction Agenda

1994

Used to do my chores, now you're acting like a whore
Phones at my crib with you off to the store
For now, you don't love me no more?
Hey, by the way

doin' tricks
Nighttime prostitute kid, I'ma take your loot
I heard you queer now like Boy George blowin' flutes

With high heels, you stole your mom's

with a figure drinking on some liquor got me feeling I'mma tip her see me in the sky just like the Big Dipper was a lil man now im a big nigga
These hoes

(Yeah)
(Oh)
I told her she a fiend for that Gucci That Prada
Got left on seen by someone else's Daughter
Now she can't see me cause I upped, And I

her pussy hairy, then it's busy
So I don't lust bitches, I'm only talking to my Siri

See me on her TV, call her George, cause now she curious
Gave her

Cure My Tragedy (A Letter to God)

Cold

Year of the Spider

2003

and the nights you covered before me 
Every little thing that i ever did 
You would stand by me 
Everytime you would cry it would take my wind 
My heart would

striking the lands covered by snow.
While (I) need in her down to find shelter in the huge darkness …

Night is my realm, in her, I’m rising with the wind

as I walk away
Don't mind me my heart keep on breaking but I'll be okay
Oh oh oh
Learning to let go, listen to the moon
Reminisce
We were together

Looking for Something

Paolo Nutini

Caustic Love

2014

of my karma, keep my feet on terrain firmer
And then release me like a scient to the sky!

She said that hearts can't break themselves
Looking for

the corner, by the way
I'm on the way, by the way, yeah

Can't take the heart from the art
Stay true to who I was, from the start
You can't teach heart
They all

the corner, by the way
I'm on the way, by the way, yeah

Can't take the heart from the art
Stay true to who I was, from the start
You can't teach heart
They all

the corner, by the way
I'm on the way, by the way, yeah

Can't take the heart from the art
Stay true to who I was, from the start
You can't teach heart
They all