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In the draft of 1917, a man from Tennessee
Overseas to the trenches he went, from the land of the free
Into war he brought two things along,

the crew
Feel like I'm by the rivers when shorty show me her inner tube
Comin' for the winner, them cold summers could hit a few

Stuck up in that water,

Lunacyrcus

Dark Lunacy

Forget Me Not [China Bonus Track]

Far from ... nowhere
A dream is coming closer
Taken by the clouds
That's me ...
Give me your attention
And listen to my words
Your souls for magic

that purple juice 
Hit me I would come to you
1 thing about that drank hustle 
You keep em comfy they'll spend some more
Playa back in my duffle

power
Know i'm weak foreally so i'm begging God for power

I'm so weak foreally
I need Jesus while i'm sleeping
You should see the things i'm dreaming

that all day that's not wrong 
Yes, yes like that, yes do it

This is how
I save the day
For me for you
And all my way
The sun shines in the heart

yesterday is finally starting to pile 
Fighting for my life like god damn how many rounds 
Spirit won’t quit but my mental bout to throw in towel 
Suicides

thing lower than them
Lower than a friend that contempt's
Why you bend backwards for them
Why you attempt to give em a helping hand
Paying their rent

can't do that
Not till I've been here for some time leave and bring my crew back
Pride a motherfucker
Blessed that I was birthed
Even when you set with

You asked me how i'm doing today
I said the same as yesterday struggling to get by
Doin' what I have to do to survive 
You said what's your

So you all really think you in charge
Tell us what to do and we supposed to follow your laws
And everytime we hear about one of your flaws
We

thought that family is supportive when he’s home
Only thing they cared about is money for their own
Mason turned 1 and he was crying in his bed
Dad was

disrespectful on my name
I’m a ghost, now you see me, now you don’t
Adios, easy come easy go
Cutthroat
I’m a dog, I’m a goat, woo (This is for supervision

Pathetic, Ordinary

Alesana

On Frail Wings of Vanity and Wax

2006

tortured soul vanishing any hope for fantasy
The things I'd give, to prove myself to her, to make her see...

Jaded eyes awake as her selfish words rain

When I'm learning, I'm watching, for yo weakness
What I witness
Illness
Cause you're shrouded in Darkness
All I want
Happiness
But these hoes always

there's an end to me they won't show it

I looked online for ways to end my life
Live in San Francisco
Go to the Golden Gate Bridge, jump off
You will die

and besides, where were you
For the last ten years
Disappearing in the city, overcoming my fears
Showing my right because the left drip tears
Eliminate pride

haters in the sky I got some things to prove
I really hope things end up working out for you
Haters in the sky
They like to wine, cry, and sigh
So let me

my scars over art here's my part with it
Broken hearts on the lawn with it
All I had to do was look now I fawn in it
But you played me for a pawn over

If you ain't wit' it, then don't listen
You is in my list for disses
All you sweatin' like it's gym and
Bein' breaker boxes TRIPPIN'

I don't let

To show respect you kiss both
Sides of the Don's cheek
360 on the Seadoo in a tux call my homie
Tell him meet me down in Lido Beach for lunch
Plácido

Highway's crowded with dreams of gold
Everybody's driving in the middle of the road
God speed rebel, off you go
Can't find a dollar for your rock

Word of Mouth

John Reuben

Surviving Middle School

it's working
Everybody's got a great idea
Do you own the one you're encouraging
There's a first time for everything
After that it starts to get

six
We don't abide by shit
Your man was fat as shit, Mac turned em blue on five, five Crip
Nigga
How should I tell you? It's a drill going on
Every time