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Time Turned Fragile

Motion City Soundtrack

Commit This to Memory

2005

think about, when I'm alone without you
I wonder of your whereabouts and hope like hell
You're happy where you are

You used to say that, "You're just

Time of unknown whereabouts
Trait of this place from where we've been 
A Hayek, McCarthyist's devout shows up again to play
To wring the facts, dry

bitch, nigga air it out
Save them feelings that nobody care about
Have them niggas come search for your whereabouts
We come up in this bitch and we air it

doing shit that you would only get to hear about 
I be poppin out to everywhere so that's my whereabouts
YOU ONT GIVE A FUCK THEN WHY YOU ACTIN LIKE YOU

In the land of unbeknownest whereabouts
The domaine through undetermined routes
Lies those whom creation adores and fancies
Of unknown origins

I care about
Ones that would question my whereabouts
Creds and respect
Get a fair amount
Pivotal player I'm paramount
Pivotal player I'm paramount

just wish to connect
With all these faces
Four leaf clover, pounds of reef
I’m blowing smoke and so much grief
Mama says she's missing me
My whereabouts

ain't the same felling this pain
Don't even ask bout my whereabouts
Always the same no shame in my game
Bringing up shit i don't care about

Shake it, pop

to air it out
Niggas ain't know bout my whereabouts 
Real nigga back in this bitch time to clear it out

And I don't like to dream violent (Nah)
Find my

fresh as hell 
My b**** fresh as hell
All i care abouts' 
My whereabouts that Louis on a shelf
I'm fresh as hell
My clique fresh as hell 
All i care

out
Well you know by now always somebody who cares
If you don't know it how will it find you?
How will we know your whereabouts?
But I know how you feel

(Will I)
Real niggas move in silence we ain’t chasing clout
(Nah)
N ion do much for the gram can’t know my whereabouts
(Laying Low)
N if all fails keep

again and again

The twinkling count of stars
Foretells love's whereabouts
We were born in the same country
Miracle Romance

May we have one more weekend

I'm at the carryout
He stay inside he think it's scary out
Drop yo location gimme yo whereabout
2 bad bitches we in the Telly
One is shooter she slode

insight
Police askin' bout my whereabouts my alibi is airtight 

I got that motherfuckin' pressure
Leave a fuck nigga out on the stretcher
Stretch a fuck

loves me so much (His whereabouts are a mystery) 

Sha la la la la la, on my knees 
Stop making this so very hard for me 
I want my baby here in bed with

You've got some concerns about my whereabouts
You want me up in the air for twenty seven hours
You wish I was available twenty four hours a day
Just

You don't say much of anything
When questioned of your whereabouts
And I just can't see through the evidence
It's evident
It's right in front

I only chill my bitch now aye
She the one that know my whereabouts aye
I cant fuck wit my mans now aye
I call you back im with my bitch now aye
I

whereabouts
Got the drop on niggas heads I know their whereabouts
If you know bout where I been then bitch look at me now
From the mud raised in trenches man I

they go leave no whereabouts
Where did he go he was never found yea
That’s what he get yea from acting up
All my demons they pull up in army trucks
Got

name

And I don't know if it's too late
Maybe we could just run away
Cause I've been searching for far too long for the whereabouts of my past wrongs

I’m just getting off nigga why you mad
Playing with my name get you a body bag
When the shit get back to me hope he got a plan
Learn his whereabouts

want no action nigga just ran his mouth
Don’t worry bout my mother fucking whereabouts
Yeah I know way too many fuck niggas
Ten toes on the ground please