Lyrics:
it all to win the fight
I had to fall so many times (oh-oh-oh)
Now I'm the last one standin'
Yeah, you know the code we gotta live by
Never mind
how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas
memories of the
Places where we could have been if it were up to me
I guess that all your promises were just my fantasies
Now I'm addicted to the high
but it's a lie
Lonely starry nights I'm viewing
She came back like what you doing
Said I been sitting the rain
While the time passes by
Man I miss my
perfect all the way
I guess that's why we need him, 'cause by ourselves there's just no way
And it's only that I care
I really, really only just want
CHRISTMAS
How much do we get?
PRINCETON
Boy, it's not very much at all, is it?
BRIAN
Never say never, Princeton,
There's still one more
They see you when they look into my eyes
And I still suck at Foosball
I guess that's no surprise
It's hard to win without you by my side
My, my,
how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas
a Tesla
And we zooming
I don't like you, going stupid
All of you get the worse it gets I guess
Oh my God, that shit's so annoying
Yeah, all year
compared to the love right by my side
I don't need jingle bells or Christmas trees
Just you
With me
We'll spend winter in love
There's something crazy
how to fly.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Merry Christmas
is cold inside
Can't afford to make it right
But I promise this will change in time
So this Christmas may not be the one
When I can gift you what I
Flats,
Love Canal & Bhopal
Merry Christmas, hostages
From the folks who care
Cesspools in Eden
Oozing away
Cesspools in Eden
Leak by the day
I love em all like my brothas
Do that time for them
I fuck wit P an Lil sean thats my partna nem
(my fucking brotha) fn bullets get to flying
Ain't no
The snow is sticking to an empty parking lot
And I am sitting getting paid by the clock
When the only guy in here is on his laptop
It's a slow silent
guess I'm 5'10" there is a
Fan Club here in England
But if things go well in the
States then we'll have one there
I suppose it's a little early
To even
And people have begun to feel like a Christian Scientist with appendicitis
Fortunately, in times of crisis like this
America always has its number one
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I
'm gonna talk to you you hard-headed motherfucker
Come on daddy?
I didn't mean nothin' by it
But when it come to, fuckin' with you MC's
Oh, I know this road I know this road
Been here a time or two before, I know
Thought I'd end up somewhere else by now
Oh, I know, where I've been
Adeline, out of tune
Heaven knows what I would do
You can't just walk away
From everything
Adeline, out of tune
Step in time, two by two
Say it's
Oh oh oh oh
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
I was a fool to believe in you
That time, that day, that summer night
You looked so cool but it wasn't true
obligations and the ties that you have
We've being meeting here everyday
And since this is our last day together
I wanna hold you
Just one more time
When
abide by limits I cannot defend It fits good and yet
The best we reject
You get what you get I guess don't get upset
Where is that garden of Eden
Under
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