Lyrics:
My world is like a river as dark as it is deep
Night after night the past slips in and gathers all my sleep
My days are just an endless stream
My world is like a river as dark as it is deep
Night after night the past slips in and gathers all my sleep
My days are just an endless stream
A striking example of masculinity
Firm in your verticality
Sure in your confrontation against all elements
And duality
The sun to my wilting daisy
hold on no more
Leavin' on the next plane out
'Cause I gotta see my baby
It's been too long since I held him in my arms
And I just won't sleep
Blow the whistle, baby you're the referee
You put it down like New York City, I never sleep
Wild like Los Angeles, my fantasy (Chris Brown)
Hotter
The clock by the bed is ticking too loud in the quiet night
I lie in the darkness thinking I must go before it's light
Before you open up your eyes
I lit up from Reno
I was trailed by twenty hounds
Didn't get to sleep that night
Till the morning came around
Set out running but I'll take my
I saw roses choking in the grass flaking paint
In a broken window pane
A mailbox barely standin' by the driveway
I can almost read the name
A swing
My eyes were consumed
By the silence in the room
Your dreams would not wake
From the words that we break
Hello, hello, sad angel
Have you come
Sing a simple song
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm talking, talking, talking, talking, talking in my sleep
I'm walking, walking,
Sing a simple song
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm talking, talking, talking, talking, talking in my sleep
I'm walking, walking,
And I know a place that's quiet, except for daisies running riot
And there's no one passing by it to see
Come spend this lazy afternoon with me
hold on no more
Leavin' on the next plane out
'Cause I gotta see my baby
It's been too long since I held him in my arms
And I just won't sleep
her five times in the coupe, Mercedes, whoopsie dai-, yeah
Oops, baby
Gravy hit my bitch, yeah, whoopsie daisy
I just tried to hit, it's my duty,
God evening, good night, watched over by tiny angels,
Who show the little Christ Child's tree in dreams,
Sleep now, blessed and sweet, look at dream's
this motherfucker by myself
Smoking on strong, and holding on my dick like AH
My gold on, I'm the bomb, I'm talking goldmine
Nigga's taking shots
through life's darkest hours.
Spoken:
Now mama was lying there, yes, they tell me she passed away
And she was surrounded by flowers that out-shined my
a country girl
Birds sing good morning country girl
And I sleep to the sounds of the whippoorwill
My day is made with puppies and kittens
Meadows
awake stayin' up late wishin' I was home
You were on the outside talking to some chick
I was on the inside feelin' mighty sick
Sleep is what I
When I'm worried and I can't sleep
I count my blessing instead of sheep
And I fall asleep, counting my blessings
When my bankroll is gettin'
Lullaby, lullaby, my lovely one
Close your eyes and sweetly dream
Lullaby, lullaby, my lovely one
Sleep in moonlight's silvery streams
Up above
In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
From the mountains of faith
To the river so deep
I must be looking for something
Something
dance myself to sleep
I gently rock-a-by myself across the floor
I turn and then I toss
Then I start to snore
My trusty little bugle
Helps me spread
There's a church in the valley by the Wildwood
No lovelier spot in the dale
No place is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in
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