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watched, but not by Well, I know your thoughts on the matter And we don't need to discuss it 'Round three AM you will come to Your roommate's pissed
hypnotic, not static, on these machines Like scrap machines scavenged by a magpie I couldn't let it go now, even if I tried Ooh, ooh, twisting the aces
Laying side by side on my roof The night when desire was all we knew When the dawn began to break You took my hand and we escaped Tell me I was
apart Our wills soon followed As did our hearts With head in hand we traced our paths On the remnants of their worn out maps By the time We had
You were crackin' all your fingers With your eyes fixed to the floor Sound had echoed down the street By the monument you hear Man is screamin'
propping open And I love this place, the enormous sky And the faces, hands that I'm haunted by So why can't I forgive these buildings These frameworks
don't understand All my elders they tell me those ones Were not writ by human hands Well, I just don't believe that's true If the truth can be
go anyplace Well you lead me here by the hand With the promise of a promised land Now my master has no master plan To see us all through As they
the better of me Least I'm a past your eyes still see Barely knew me at all I decrease to ease my sigh Subtly out of control Snail-speed, gettin' by
fire in your bloodstream Your frail human heart is still pumping Then make this one night you remember A note you'll deliver by hand And when you get
Tweed jacket, trucker hat, cup of tea I'm just sitting at the table thinking about me With my moccasins on and waiting by my phone With my
burn Down, down, down, down Don't want to endure it anymore Much too radical The future intelligence falls into enemy hands Don't want to hear it
"But my father, he will never give me permission" "I am done asking permission When you see your moment, you mustn't let it pass you by, you must
him around by the nose She got her mojo working Wherever he goes now That's just the power of a woman Do you believe? That's the power
I can see the way I'm bound Looking north headed south The devil, he don't care which road I take I've been runnin' long enough Can see your hand
everything And then this local love went beyond the insular You took me for an eight-year ride though you were never by my side I always wanted to believe
interviewed by Vlad you either telling a story that's Incriminating or Lord Jamar, discriminating But white privilege do exist, I agree though Labels used
The whole world living in the darkest hour I am the fortress in Nazaré Above the raging sound Somebody came by to say hi And we washed the day down
Down Mr. Upside Down I am funky, I'm a funky man Got the world by the second hand And I'm down now Yeah, I'm down Bring it on in sense
apart Our wills soon followed As did our hearts With head in hand we traced our paths On the remnants of their worn out maps By the time We had
kills you the worst by some blue ribbon best There's no mystery, no there's nothing at all I'm just repeating myself since I wrote "Southern Drawl" I
A form of slick moving Is owned by your thick neck Mustang eyes and whiskers Feathered hat, feathered hat Motives and great thinkers You feel
the pack, I should have known Seeing that dust where you've flown My love has gone, it's way too late You sleight of hand deceived me and sealed our fate
give them life Nerves on fire, your hand in mine I wouldn't mind if I died I'm by your side Tonight I'll give you my life There's always been
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