Lyrics:
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I used to dream she'd be my bride
Forever by my side
I'd get a job, a place to live
All my love to her, I'd give
But it wasn't meant to be
To make my love matter no more
I'll let you go
Oh
It's funny how all of your heartache
Was caused by someone that wasn't me
And you only put me in place
And the kids know, we was fucked from the get go
And Cuba launched another missile feeling like a skitzo
Hoping that the shit don't (Drop)
Ready or not here
used to come over to my house, I used to fix him my food
I used to loan Bill my money, all the time he was in there tryin' to get
my honey
thought this dream it would never end
But in a stroke it all was gone
I had to get away
But with every turn that I make
And road that I take
You're there
let the days roll by you let the bad nights win
But you're waking up now, got your eyes wide open and the light is pouring in
See, we don't get to do
There's nothing left now that doesn't come from suffering
Victims of time, we're defined by our history
Forever lost, and now I don't know who
used to tell me we'd turn into something
Oh, you said life was much better than this
Yeah, but the closest I've come to perfection
Is when you turned
The slightest move, the smallest touch
We've built such an incredible distance
You'd find me there by
That yellow street sign
Life can change in
lead you last
Haunted by an unbroken snarl
In your head every second with the past
Idealization is my way
To take imperfections you ain’t
We can get
they miss me
By some inches, shit (opp)
Know that you bad but, baby, please don't take it there
First name like my last name
In Chanel they know me
Half past nine
I send you a text, soon as that sun dropped
Kill my headlights
Pull up, pick you up out by the mailbox
You'd lay the seat back
I'm-
Hop out the PJ then get on the yacht
Probably stay worried 'bout money I got
Stop pocket watchin', ain't worried 'bout what you got (whoa)
facists
Mister Wilder's a myth
Mind is a gift
I mean, there was this gift
No longer ashamed of my thread count
In bed with a girl who's not ashamed
on it on my tombstone
That boy there he never it quit it
I'm on the move shawty
Man let's get it on
Shining my light all night until the break of dawn
on the grill you feel you still you kill you nearly get the devils eye mothafucka yea don't stare there or picture yourself up in the wheelchair paralyzed can't
it her home
So I thought, can I save her, can I get her out harms way?
And she looked at me with those eyes, so what could I say?
So I said what's your
Madison avenue choked by dust
Don't wanna be there but I know I must
Overwhelming hunger descended on me
Stretches from the cradle to the factory
A minute
surrounded by you
By you
Lately I can't be happy for no one
They think I need some time to myself
I try to smile but I can't remember
And I know
from you, you
Then you hit me on my cell
And said that we were going
Out when I get off
Just what I was hoping
You must have read my mind
Something that
there all confused feelin like you've been used
Your privelages were abused and now you know
Instead of knocking on the door I'ma pass by and blow
Gotta
Even the odds were never really favored to be,
Frantically, attacked by Immaculate Peeps,
Try to keep peace, but it never cease for ransacking king,
Merging with mercenaries working to murder us
They're hurting the Earth and our
Urges to nurture it
We're ruled by the worst of the
Worst of the worst
Don't drag me to the ground
It's been so tough just getting by
You showed me love can feel like flying
Come on baby let's get this thing going
There was
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