Lyrics:
To feel the strength I want to,
I must hang on to your hand,
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty.
Nothing's impossible I have
migrate like
Soul tied
I want a love so tight
Step off the plane, red dust on white Nike
I got nothing to lose, you can count on me
All new shoes,
more, you're outta control.
And the moon, baby, is blooming, you're gonna find out, what it's like to lose your soul."
Now, my teeth are long, hair's
To feel the strength I want to,
I must hang on to your hand,
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty.
Nothing's impossible I have
we need's a little bit of soul
Give it up and give away
It's only yours to borrow anyway
What will you have when there's nothing left to take?
Bones are breaking
Souls taken
Drive me to ruins
Baby says
What baby says
Sooner than she's doing
Words of my father
Why bother
Nothing left to lose
To feel the strength I want to,
I must hang on to your hand,
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty.
Nothing's impossible I have
did they come from?
I never wanted it to be like this
Lose what you have in mind
You all will be taken away
Nothing seems real anymore
I am
Bring all the lovers to the fold
'Cause no one is gonna lose their soul
Love is my religion
Love is my religion
Love is my religion
Hey, you can
Captivated by your eyes they are my sunrise
Catch a wave when we touch sets my oceans in motion
Finest wine of the vine your aura's my potion
Lose awareness
been tryna be a man
Telling everybody yo plans
Gone fuck up yo bands
Let me see who real by a show of hands
I heard that you know, who shot ya mans
without you
I could lose my mind to the night
Never find the waking light
But I know our souls would find a way to break through
Because there ain't nothing
the mornin'
And I'm givin' you my mornin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle-diddle, I'm-a play my fiddle
Ain't got nothing to lose
Roll over
Center stone, into fire
All to nothing and nothing to lose
They gather groaning to the souls
Of the grinding wheels of Arkhangelsk
With one word, one
wit us
Uh
Still on that Don shit
12 car garages 18 karat faucets
Before I won took a lot of loses
Blocked the offense
A lot of artist content
wherever it takes me
Let it flow on by like a piece of driftwood
Just a piece of driftwood (yeah)
A piece of driftwood
You win some, you lose some
lies
That's what you gonna find
I gotta free my soul from the troubles of lately
Follow my heart wherever it takes me
Let it flow on by like
the cars are lined up on a Saturday night
With the sky full of nothing but moon
And I lose my reflection in the bottles of wine
Till the morning comes
Day by day
Pound for pound
Nothing's worth what I'm living down
I've tried to heal
I've tried to learn
Tried to lose these names I've earned
Try
Just another boy fueled by the revolution, Just another unlucky soul left for you to tread on, Just another one living in this mass confusion, Just
Longtime zombie
Nothing beating till I met you
Now it's back and racing
And this me wants to grab you
One by one, let's take it all off
One by one,
W.W.F
I come up victorious, struggle is nothing to Deck
Set it straight for the seeds, to see a better new
Take the real life by the rings and I ain't
Bones are breaking
Souls taken
Drive me to ruins
Baby says
What baby says
Sooner than she’s doing
Words of my father
Why bother
Nothing left to lose
ultimate warrior, W.W.F
I come up victorious, struggle is nothing to Deck
Set it straight for the seeds, to see a better new
Take the real life by
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