Lyrics:
or be killed
What ever happened to all my rights
Shoved up my ass and sent to fight
Look at all the people turned to ash
Letting others die to save
I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly
I'm gonna make it to heaven
Baby, remember my name!
Baby, look at me
And tell me what you see
You
(Willie D)
Yeah, this goes out to all you humps out there
That think you are better cause you got the cashmere sweater
Stop look and listen
Pay
honey
Like a raptor, like a raptor
You can hear my breathing and the closer I get
Look around one last time, you know that you're next
And now I am not
of your hand
But you played it with a beating
Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into
Well, what's a man got left to fight for
when he's bought his freedom
by the look of this human jungle
It ain't just the poor who'll be bleeding!
late
And oh, crash course to Hollywood
That life looks so good on TV
Wearing clothes designed just for me
Seeing the world and being a star
Taking
Pitts’ looks, they aren’t enough
You try to play it cool, but she’s driving you insane
You wish you never met her, but you’re stuck inside her game
Lately I'm skipping along the street
And I ask myself why
I'm walking in rhythm to a new beat
Must be the look in your eye
Get down
You are my
Caught by spies, chocolate eyes, strung out youth
Loving yourself, tearing yourself tooth by tooth
"Look up", Saint Peter said
Your mom's got
away
But I just had to look
Having read the book.
I'd love to turn you on
Woke up, fell out of bed,
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way
that same look
Lips bitin', hips right she left her man for that get right
I'm in the middle, like midnight
Only if you got that sit tight
Only if
And thus?everyone stares too much
Cor blimey, see that bird take a good look at her skirt,
Oh me word, I can see heaven take me far from Earth,
I?ll have some
take
Well it looks like the road to heaven
But it feels like the road to hell
When I knew which side my bread was buttered
I took the knife as well
your vilest nightmares
Consume your shrunken head
May the ho-ho-hoounds of paranoia
Dance upon your stinking bed
Don't look at me you fuckhead
feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbor
She shows you where to look
Between the garbage
Sneaking all the night
Dancing in the street
I look back at the time
Now I realize
She loved to play with fire
I should have seen it in her eyes
I
I'm getting tired of games
Look at you, a year and a half and you still ain't changed
So I'm out the door
Why you acting like I'm saying something
If I don't cry, do you think I don't feel?
If I look away, it doesn't mean I don't see
And just because I want someone when I'm alone
Doesn't mean
be at peak
And don't trust a freak
You catch on fast you got the heart of a G
And as much as I hate to tell you
You kind of reminder of me
Look out
Spellbound, boy, I still dream of this
I like the way you look at me
Every mornin' when I wake up
I can't deny sometimes I believe
Give me what I need
live it up
My feelings
Will they ever stop
For you
For you...
Love came back
In shape of you
And now my afternoon
Is blue
Everywhere
I look
to death
In the club 'til I'm old like Hugh Heff
Switching other girls like "Who's next?"
Yeah
I get a rise, switch it up like brunette
Look
they don't know, well look who's laughin [3x]
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