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know we're hurting
Maybe it's time to go

We broke up last Sunday night
Keep on thinking 'bout the fight
Rest my head against the wall
Your bags are by

it only rings wrong numbers
Or whenever she's not in her home

Thinking life would pass her by
She opened up her arms
To reach for the skies
Her

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Fords
Big ole f250s
Mud grip tires on the wheel 
cnd decals cause I like fishing 
Talk about fall in love 
Raise it up six inches
Chrome kit on a 4 by 4

just another stitch
another night without sleep 
he’s got the most important life to keep
with shaking hands
he stitches back his torn-up neck

Horses in the meadow by the highway side
And a Church of Christ in a double-wide
Clouds overhead are ghostly gray
It snowed a little but it didn't

not alone
You're not alone
Even through struggle
You're not alone

We'll be kept up by Their own hands
Lest we do dash our own feet up against the stone

up your mind
Tonight, tonight we fly oh, Jackie Jackie
I still wait by the phone oh, Jackie Jackie
I don't wanna be alone
So come along with me tonight

line

so get up and get off that bar stool
don't think of your problems or faults 
lead her by the hand, out in front of that band
and dance to the honky

its Autumn leaves falling from a tree or like its falling from the sky
Put my hands on ya
Ayee
What up girl
Everybody wait I'm bout to hit chu wit that

anywhere you wanted too
We can ride the waves
We stay up late
We're holdin' hands
We'll never go away in vain
Do you want to take it slow
Or do you want

Day After day
I stand next to you just wondering
And hoping that I could hold your hand

Time after time
We seem to get disrupted
By all the noises

defending light

No slaves

It crawls on your skin, spread by your only friend
Cold hands around your neck, but then you live again
I can only see, the fear

Judgement Day

Method Man

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2014

First there was the collapse of civilization
Anarchy, genocide, starvation
Then when it seemed like shit couldn't get any more fucked up
We got

Wake Up, time to make a better day

Living the dream got the world by the ass
Never thought once that it wouldn't last
So busy enjoying everything I see

heads up! look at the hand cuffed man laying face down on the bloody ground

we got drugs, guns, bombs in the street
nobody's asking how, how, how, how

the apple tree
Right by the babbling brook

Sing me a sleep to song
I won't dream too long
When I wake up to you
I hope a kiss you give me soon

Sing me

never tried to hear me
Hand in hand
I'll see you again
Or side by side in a casket
If love is dead
Then this is the end
I never want to feel it again
If

I'm holding out for a moment
Barely coping till it's here
What can I do to speed up the process
You're playing games with my heart
I know it tears

my hands low
Where did my hands go
No reason to go slow

Lifeline, ain’t no need to decline
You can be my lifeline
If you trynna slide by, slide by

Once upon a time
There was a little boy
Who did not make any plans to grow up
So much he enjoyed
Riding around the town
Travelling murky roads
Did

I sense there's something in the wind
That seems like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have

to heat up your block
Up in your chick, Netflix on the couch
Controllin' my hand with my dick in her mouth

And I'm Harlem 'bout to do this everyday,

Picnic In The Grass

The clouds are rolling by. It doesn’t get much better than a day like this
Just reach out for my hand.
I see it in your eyes