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knees
Yeah, I sip, you can tell by how I lean
Man of the house, I wear the jeans
I'm who you hear, but never seen
Love turn to hate, thugs turning gay

the world was frozen
Where my head, where my hands
Where my body grows
With the trees, by the creek
Where my story's told
I know
I wanna go home
I remember

Love in the 21st Century

Glenn Frey

Glenn Frey Live

1993

Love in the 21st Century, love in the 21st Century 
She wants to party, love on the line 
She likes to party, love on the line 

It's the same sad

And though it was just a dream
It seemed so real
I swear I thought I was awake
Then again -
Say Helena looked a little shorter
I should have known
My story was

stories keep playing in my mind
Loner kid as the bitches pass me by
They never noticed that I was next in line
I see the dress that you know you wanna buy

have known
My story was not true
As I wrote down these lines
Tell me how could I know
My dream would end so soon
As I closed my eyes

Don' t give up, it'

of glory,
I’m never judging my story,
My soul was shaped by the wounds,
That tatted up when you tore me,
Can’t blame you for sins that are purely of my

Tell a whole story by painting a picture
Different colours by creating a mixture
Pumping out songs, like it's an addiction
Move to a new canvas, like

Onto the next bitch, one night
She done fell in love by the one time
That's another shawty clogging up my mind
Feeling like my mental falling out of line

I lost time tryna find my glory
On my shit only live life for me
Love my chick like a West side story
On my dick with a bitch on go
I might die by

This story starts as any good story aught
At the unsolicited prompting of my lyft driver
On one of those nights that I did not want to speak with my

Troubled child, all I ever felt was lost,
I stood tall by my brother I never crossed him
Through my body, see the battles that I fought
This the soul

It was all a dream, as a teen I had ambitions to MC
But the transition wasn't as simple as it seems
To turn your life story into the simplest

this country life
Muddy Sprite, sack of kush, and a Bud Light
Getting baked by the lake cuz we love life
By the campfire, telling stories till the sun

the snakes through my lens /there’s stories of pain with this ink my skin/No time to pretend she badder than 10 hit my line like scam likely is  at it again/

they drill the whole back
Of my head, suppress what I could make last
My thoughts and my words consumed by the brand, yeah
Riddle me again gotta forget

played by carrey
齊天要你反思, 人生如戲間中如詩

Start from the bottom like an extra, walk in the background wearing all star
No Lines yet, just taking small steps, bet,

covered with dust
Cut down by hurricane gusts
While the church bells start to chime
Come around and tell me the story of your life sometime

The railroad

culture turn apart behind the letters
Enslaved by a few
We gat the numbers
And we gat to beg to make em see our lives matters

What's the true story?
How

a heartbeat
Holding you close
Won't let time pass us by
Every second you and I'll be
Lost in the moment
I try to keep it hidden but I'm smitten by the way
You

manner, one day, I grew up
And I realized that God doesn't exist"
(God doesn’t exist)
I've always found that line
Of argumentation rather funny
Because,

by too many stories
To really be free
Is to let go of the dream
And up ahead flashing lights cast pretty colors onto a scene
But until we get there

out tonight"
It's that same old story
The one you just can't rise above
When you start taking crazy chances
You'll get shot down by the cold hard facts

lies down humble
By the sight of her smile, the crooked will crumble
And by the sound of her laughter they can't hold their lines
It breaks them