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it your all
Hoping I will be the one to cushion your fall
But that's not me
That's not me
That's not me, no
That's not me
That's not me
That's not me

she smilin'
She give no cushion on that highway
Belittle them and then you crawl away
Li'l mama take you to that promised day
Aye, aye, aye
Leaving you

apologize in advance
And maybe
Maybe it will cushion the blow
Don't take that chance
You never knew you never thought you'd have to
Take the time to improve

Oh I got loose change in a jar 
A couple quarters in the cushion of the car
I know it won’t get me very far 
But it’ll buy a couple rounds at the bar

pretend

And it's all in my head again
Doesn't make it any better cushion rest
Fall asleep, fall asleep go to bed
Lemonhead and it's all in my head again

cushion
Hard work be the only thing I'm pushing
I can't give you the rock, cuz' ya shot look crooked
Had to go get a block, cuz' they just keep going
I got

bathing in the sunlight
This bed feels a lil softer
Cushion the fall as I reflect on this time
Man, I done changed so much

Got a part for all your feelings

how
I'm living
Got a joint full of loud, drank full of that lean
Shawty ass so cushion if you know what I mean
No fucks, no fucks, no fucks
Given
That's

felt everyday
'Coz i'm the cushion and you are my pin
The sun is shining and you're smiling
Seeing your chair makes me saddest the most
But I know it was

damn
She wanna go ride the like
The Porsche cayenne
I jump in the shit like push it
Don't sit on the couch
It's pounds in the cushion
I lied when I said

a campground and excitedly rented
Two canoes, oars and cushions for floatin'
Two rules were very clearly presented:
Alcohol and swimming were verboten
We were

on the cushions
Started kissing her face
A lovin' embrace
Gettin' lost in the grace
Of those lazy Sundays
Now all week long
We've been working like some dogs
But

But now they finna see us yeah
Awe you wasn't there
You wasn't there I had to sleep up on the floor and make a bed from out the cushions that was

Was it you, was it you, was it you
When I'm home alone on a snow day and there's an empty cushion
Is it for you, was it you, was it you
Was it you
Now

the bushes
And then I told him nah nigga I'm a need some cushion
No
I said nah I need some cushion
I said nah nah nah nah nah nigga ima need some cushion
Ima

I cant let it go I gotta keep pushing
Freak hoe got some ass like a cushion
Pop a nigga ian got time for hooking
Ya my za pack lookin like the bushes

a cannonball
Living on the devil's deals, think they will cushion your fall
Keg on wheels, boy, you'll never feel real joy
Keg on wheels, boy, with those dark

pushin'
See me I won't let you fall I would of gave his ass a cushion
I can't give nobody breaks they never gave me intermissions
If it ever came down to it

the couch, bring it on inside, give you a home where you can reside
Mend your broken feet, let your cushions sigh, cause beauty blooms from forgotten lies

seems like you've ignored
How hard I tried
To learn to grow
Why can't I control my mouth
Or at least find a way
To cushion the blow
Don't have the guts

and connected like I was a socket
All about that Duncan Hines, haters can't relate, Hop up in the truck on 8's, go-go gadget skates
Blowing cushion everywhere, I

Baby don't worry
I'm fine without you 
I don't think you anymore
One million of tears I shed because of you
I cried over on my cushion so many times

an anvil weight
A chain attached to the ball

I hydrate your brain
And cushion your relapse
I drain the venom from an open wound
And as we confront these

My hand's been getting cramps
I don't know if I can keep holding on
You're always on the move
I'm stuck between the couch cushions
I'm just trying