Lyrics:
I'm meant to have sent?
"Your days at the Opéra Populaire are numbered
Christine Daaé will be singing on your behalf tonight
Be prepared for
can do it like Mixmaster can, come on!
I've got the D-double-O-D-double-O style
Here we go again because it's been a while
Do me a favor, don't touch
was
And still by her side the first guy stayed
Head gettin' more fucked by the day
He stuck it out for nine months I don't know why
And then
the day?
I only know there's nothing here for me
Nothing in this wide world left for me to see
But I'll keep on waitin' 'til you return
I'll keep
it's cold outside i am warm when I’m with you
Wrapped around these arms and i am here
Defending my version of truth
Say it again
We can be free’r
When
hate sauerkraut
That's all I'm really tryin' to say
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandary
over here?
Most my niggas are the ones applying pressure over here
Fuck assault, I can get a nigga peppered over here, whoa
We wanted more, then some
And I know that you and I are not the ones to say goodbye
I know, no I think, no I think I know, tomorrow's another day
I'm sittin' on my soul writing
nothing here for me
Nothing in this wide world left for me to see
But I'll keep on waiting 'til you return
I'll keep on waiting until the day you learn
You
Play by my rules, and fuck the plan!
Money on my mind saw these haters in a way
Having conversation with the paper every day
I ain't talking short
in no way
It's OK to stray
It's OK to hate
It's OK to not feel happy every day
It's strange
We do the same thing and expect it to change
Are we slaves
Well I can't sleep but I'm not
Awake to this hazy dim version
of reality
Hypnotized by everything I
Can't control
Desensitized by everything
That
no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days
Well, girl, that makes two of us, our
loud
Wondering where are you now
Why did you go away – and leave me here to stay
But I can hope
I can remember
And think of all the happy times we
grip inside. Every organ grinding
Every day seems easier until I step back in our box. Boxed in
Surrounded by life, while suffocating inside a poor
Put on a smile
As the nights get longer
As the days grow colder
We're getting older
Stay a little while
But you're not even here
Seems like I
the day?
I only know there's nothing here for me
Nothing in this wide world left for me to see
But I'll keep on waitin' 'til you return
I'll keep
shimmy ko-ko-bop does anybody here
Want to sleep with me?
I'm really a nice guy! It's really not Satan
Tom: It's me, it's not Satan, let's
All be happy
We can get away we can have happy days we can get away we can have Happy Days ..baby ba-by I like the way we play when we're together we can have
Merry Christmases
And Happy Birthdays I'm missin' you in the worst ways
All apologies, feel it when Kurt plays
Your birthdays and anniversaries are all
kilometre stuff, what
do you think you are, bleedin France? No thanks very much, I'm right here!
Anyway, Flight of Icarus, doo doo doo! Flight Of Icarus, my
never coming again
Because i heard my baby say she's
She's never leaving me
Happy days
And no more of those awful nights
the cock
Or you can get up outta here
I'm livin' like a mack
The narcist will be minimal
Niggas gettin' jacked with they
Caps peeled back in the days
So we’re back here again
Seems like we ain’t learning
We still keep hoping
That better days are coming
Are we settlin’?
Are we too scared of change?
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