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better tell myself I'm never coming home.
Everybody says "play by the rules"
Shut your mouth and just play it cool,
Go on and pay your dues, forget
and then he says,
“I'm always cold this time of year.”
He looks back through the window pane,
Says “I'd better make tracks before it's late,
There's another
cause it makes us feel good,
Like soul food we so hood,
Join us if you could, what could you lose?
The beats so sick and carried out by this hook,
Yeah!
We kept part and connected by the same stretch of road
And IÂ'm tired of packinÂ' round this heavy load
It started out a stream but then the levee
place
And that little blonde
Well she better not get in my way
Cause Iâ¬"m on a mission
[Chorus]
Iâ¬"m gonna get you back
It wonâ¬"t take long, itâ¬"ll
Give up some of your rights
Because now
It might be the nearest passing by
And if we ever feel safe again
We will hear but please don't hope too much
eyes to her blue sweater
We had some good food, some good weather
But I'm a paranoid by default, sun-setter
And now we're never running on time
It
Once I was seven years old my momma told me
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big world, but
Though I try
I hurt you
By the strange things I never can tell
'Cause I've got them all covered so well
You can't name them nor solve them
Without
made
Can you admit it's been too long?
Either way I'm better off alone
I can't see to far, no
But I can see you right by my side.
I know what
Yoda forsaw this cause it came from nowhere
I'm well unprepared
Lighter than arosal that's stained into
The hair berets on the wall
The perfect
"YOU'D BETTER DO WHAT YOU'RE TOLD!"
You burn a flag,
you're gonna hang,
brainwashed nationalism
makes you a tool.
They're getting rich by selling weapons
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
Sometimes it's all within
Your very heart and soul
Reaching the universe
Known and unknown
Penetrating mysteries
Well hidden to the world
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse,
Nothing in my purse,
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse,
How lovely it
Got hit by my spine, yeah
Demons been in me, yeah, I
Keep it on my mind, yeah
2005 baby runnin' with niggas who fall in
I been through a lot, but I
better for your health, but well, sometimes I fool myself that
The symmetry of two hearts is never easy
I never know where to start but I really try
Even
me
I don't run with shapes niggas, I'm always on to better things
Momma told me don't trust niggas, and never love these hoes
Stay true to yourself
pound for pound
Winnin' 'em all over, town by town
The clown with sound was down, but found
Now the Nina's well renowned and crowned
I was forbidden,
music and lyrics by Corb Lund
They took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair
They gave us student visas when we were over there
They
better off single,
I?m a sexy hen,
I can find a man
Even though I?m into books
I got the looks,
These boobs ain?t just art
Oh ? yeah, it?s where I keep
Enough that he could drown,
But he'll wear it till it wears him down.
As time goes by,
He wonders when,
She will finally see the light.
He
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