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I heard, "Go on, and go
But just know where you're goin' is a dead end
Playin' in bars only makes you the star of house band"
And sometimes

life all on your own

Is this all going to be just another time 
That we play this game? 
I've tried to convince you that things could be different 
But

Songbird chorus sharpens the blow	
The frigid chill of the crash 
Stinging regret with cigarette ash
Play the tape back, it's all the same
Hope for better,

star
Guide me to your warm heart
And then I'll pull you close
And love you till the end of time
Well its 4 a.m. here in Colorado
An old song plays

sorry baby, you can't play me
I just can't be used
I'm so fed up, time to get up
Baby we are through

I thought that what we had would never end
Now

chapters end

How could you
How could you
How could you

How could you break my heart
and try to make amends
How could you play me
and then try to be my

paid up So the end is near
Can't play till after 6 so I might just have to switch hemispheres
I've done it all, and I didn't fail
Put Godzilla in

Seeds

Kathy Mattea

Lonesome Standard Time

1992

Sometimes I stop on my way home
And watch the children play
And I wonder if they wonder
What they'll be someday
Some will dream a big dream

a motherfucking wedding
You the type I wanna marry (yeah)
And keep you merry
I put a ring on when you're ready
We play our fantasies out in real life ways

West Coast niggas rockin' them Timberlands deep up in them trenches
It's no difference

Neither one play games when swingin' for them fences
We want

I've been I've been I've been
Spinning around and round
Dancing to the same melody
all these voices
Inside my head
Is about to be the end of me
All

Brotherhood

Matthew Sweet

Inside

1986

As my girl you make me strong
Watching and helping along
Come in and I'll play any game you play
I'll hear every word you say

Did you tell me

Charades

Chrisette Michele

My R&B Mixtape, Pt. 5

in the caboose
The end to the end, I'm talking me and you
Who? Ain't no I, I hit it for like an hour
Hit it like ow, she gon' need a towel
And she

Nintendo
I make that chopper crescendo
Put that chick in the friend zone
Cuz She ran through like a end zone
That’s on my mama
I ain’t gone play no
That’s

dime, so get down the grind
Pop the clutch, hit the dutch, if its time to ride

:HOOK:
I need a down chick, who don't play around
I'll make you my chick,

wanna put it on you
I can't be waitin''cause I got a girl, I'm datin'
When you wine it on me, girl
Might end in a fuckin' tsunami
Do you want me?

tone and that third trombone has to go
The man could not be deafer, so please, preferably one who plays in tune"

"Dear Firmin, vis a vis my opera

It's a special day
Time for us to play
Birthday hats on our heads
Let's celebrate


Balloons up in the sky
Watch 'em fly up high
Clap our hands dance

It's a special day
Time for us to play
Birthday hats on our heads
Let's celebrate


Balloons up in the sky
Watch 'em fly up high
Clap our hands dance

all his life
He don't mind at all getting down in the dirt
His wife calls at the end of the day
His child stumbles downtown to play
He's gonna sit in

Reminiscing we was starving
Now we living life marvelous

You know I don't play around
If you play with my plate then

I play with your body bitch
Is best that

Our little secret, ain't telling nobody Oh Relaxing in sunshine, ain't no hurry Oh  Do you want to play (Woah) Such a perfect day  Summer Love Living

Kill You

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

give him an impulse
To do it again, then if he does it again
You'll probably end up jumpin' out of somethin' up on the tenth (ahh)
Bitch, I'ma kill

And the blues partner made bad moves
He might end up in the news
Or end up in the tombs
Or living in the boondocks
Riding by the rules I'll abide by it soon
See