Lyrics:
were the tongues of crying rage
Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers
Sons of dirt
Infiltrated business
my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
For forty days
my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
For forty days
me
"Be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do (Oh oh)
'Cause the lie becomes the truth" (Oh oh)
Hey ay
Billie Jean is not my lover
of my eye
I wanna love you tonight
I don't wanna be fooled by love, yeah
I wanna live a settled life, oh yes
Come on, darlin', come hug me all night
Are
it may lead
It's written from the start
I know it's face by heart
I will live for love
The poet must have known
A lover of his own
"Cause that is when
And as I grew older the constant
comparison between my brother and myself left little
doubt who was the image of perfection in my father's
eye. To him, my
done
Pushing myself for the sake of others
Regardless if I'm their son, friend or lover
To them, I'll never be good enough
Constant disappointment
If
been washed by the same four chords
Close your eyes, you'll be saved by the funky Lord
Bust a funky move
To our sick ass groove
We're on fire like
walk around and I try to hide
Cause your eyes
They are telling me good by
I drive my car
Hear the radio
Playing songs
That go around and around in my
for confirming your catalog
Ain't really worth much
This shit is so depressing
Your son gotta wake up on
Christmas to no presents
Arsonal had the nerve
son
Who is a lover of his own way
Don't be fooled I am the manliest of men
I stand by my brothers; they are who I befriend
But, at the end
lives to love
The lover's heart contains a lover's secret
Which only the beloved comprehends
Loveland, where everybody loves to live
To lover's eyes
with a charm
While I linger in your arm
As I did in those days have gone by
Let me roam once again
Down in old lovers' lane
I'll kiss your love lips so
I should say by the way that you're acting today
I can tell by the sigh in your eye
I can sure understand by the palm of your hand
That you know
Billie Jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She claims I am the one, but the kid is not my son
from the government
Peelin' out until the sunset, eyes so low, look like a sunset
Grey59, bitch, I signed my life away
Grey59, bitch, I signed my
Lovers like us, lovers like us
Don't cast coal into our bedroom eyes, tragic dancer
Lovers like us, lovers like us
Desire ends fear by causing its
another
In bed with a another lover
On that day he will punish Leviathan
The evil serpent who lives to rise within
Gods decisions to gather a nation for
blue (eyes are blue, eyes are blue)
We know each other only by the chat (by the chat)
And this absurdity makes me dead (makes me dead)
Makes me dead,
as a lover, too harsh, I'd march, to embarrass her, and
Then move to another, that's not keeping your brother
I hear her laughing when my eyes shut, its
never gonna leave you or mislead you
Cross my heart hope to die, with needles in my eyes
God created us for each other
We tougher than all the others,
not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
For forty days
live in
People now they blindly be following
Raising up their glasses and they be
Zipping on lies even
All eyes on
All eyes
All eyes on me
All eyes
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