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used to be
Oh what a privilege what a privilege what privilege

This that family business so you know we gotta play by the rules
Never mix family with

Still you try hard to fight it
I close my eyes briefly
And drift away
To a time with so little
And too much to say
It's 4AM

It's 4AM
It's 4AM
It's 4AM

you crazy, up and down the street 
​But don't forget to wait for me 

​No one wants to think about 
​How our fossil fuels are running out 
​I write

Through avenues
And the city streets
People pass by quietly
The pretty girls 
In their glad rags
They look far from discreet

The stubbiness

Just one hundred Miles 
are left to get to you
Drivin´on an dusty endless Road
Racing hour by hour  
without a Break
The Speed Indicator Needle stuck

Dance like no tomorrow
No more sadness
No more tears now 
Yeeeeeeeee

I want to see you Jump
Like a butterfly 
On Sunny day
ayayayayayayaya 

Kama kama

feeling great, thank god it's only by ten,
Drinking, dancing, having fun, where ever I can,
I keep the fuel up, I have my stops to fill,
If it is not kept

were long 
The sun was strong
 
Hold on
Time is moving, time is moving on again
Hold on
By my side, everywhere you've never been

Hold on
Time is moving,

it
I am my own brand

She bids you welcome to glory, but lives on the street of pain
She is the bringer of sunshine, the bringer of rain

When Hope is

I think oil is cool
And diesel's great
But isn't there another way to operate?

Because we're running out of fuel
And we're sealing our fate
And this

I don't know what I've become; it's like I'm numb off the opioid

Depersonalization and sudden realizations
Have to fuel with my frustration to deal

Before you, rejected, I summon thee by name
My Cold War, gets colder, thy anger comes in waves
Levia - than rise and, come bring them to their knees

The other night my car broke down
Just outside of town
I need a little fuel
To get my feet up off the ground

But it's been a heavy week
I've made

inside
Beneath this skin, the true reflection
A world made by my hands

Descend into the infinity
Break away from the chain that keeps me locked in place

While bumping Jump by Van Halen
High pressure NORS tanks inhaling
Pretty pictures pale in comparison
Sigh, kind of embarrassing what I've been missing
All

The other night my car broke down
Just outside of town
I need a little fuel
To get my feet up off the ground

But it's been a heavy week
I've made

the mack sause
Damn, Look at that drip
Got a coke bottle shape & bet that pussy grip 2
And it ain't no swag on me that pack on presidential
What you want

a small mind is a sign of a small Willy
Oomph and CharlesZ shooting from A park seat
With a can of fuel set fire to they're Harley's
Mark Mcs Sardines

What you're about to witness
Is the underdog on the mission to be winning
Smoke the opposition, I got no competition

I'm driven by the thought

on this grind
When you know God, learn to value patience
I evaluate it
Tweak the plan, then we execute
I'm think in my head what this better do
If this shit

keeps
He knows how much fuel he has and he'll tell you without fail
There's another weigh station up ahead and he hopes he don't tip the scale

Well

Supplement all
Educating on what the earth gave us to full 
Our bellies supplementation fuel
Vitamins so Essential to
Healthy make us feel new aid the growth

Straight to the top (Straight to the top)

I want the African dream
This is an ultralight beam
Don't judge a book by its cover
The pawn that you mocked 
Is

a mile, I wonder how, I wonder how
Hope we don't parallel park
Hope we don't parallel park
parallel park
parallel park
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