Lyrics:
cuffed his hands as she thinks of what to say
Sometimes Dads do wrong
They try their best it seems like they're always gone
That don't mean that you're
selfish position
(I know they want me and friends it’s true)
They ain’t read been the excuse
Still...we gotta try
Reaching out to major hands, no more
of my life
And I owe it all to you
I've been waiting for so long
Now I've finally found someone to stand by me
We saw the writing on the wall
her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And o' Jim just got sick right there on the floor
He dropped
mistrust, and hands held down by cuffs
[Chorus]
Well, I wanna know when fame and talent got spread apart (I wanna know)
And "dumb" and "rich" became
Judasbestefar vike unna og tør
Ikke si det han burde sagt
Et vakkert sagn om et
Eventyrland
By og land hand i hand
Lys i et ansikt et strålende smil
Forsterke
hands
Man she moved it over and started hunchin' my Jimmy then
See, I'm gon' hit her then switch up and stick her friend
I'm skinny built like a spoon,
What a cynical date
I should have had you at the door
A door frame the barely stands today
Merely given a taste
And my hands are on the verge
chased by the cops and gunned down
Click clack bang. When he's gone he can't be brought back
We die by the pistol or we die from fear attacks
The cop was
keys and said "Go to the fourteenth floor"
So in a flash I was there, cold knock on the door
Bombarded by cigar smoke, the smell of Hell and War
And when
of you
Try to keep it cool, but yet this what I want to do
Take you by the hand bounce you up outta here
But yet I got a show to do, and that won't be
in the club
Still dames got no rights in the club
Party by the disco lights in the club
We spend a lotta cash in the club
But we don't got it on smash
style's rowdy and wild
Swig it up, hit it up ooow!
Hey, you people over there,
let me see you throw your hands upin the air.
It's a funky groove made
I'm not perfect, you know that by now
You've seen the best and worst of me
But you say I'm worth it, and you choose to stick around
And that sure
the ride
No heavy feet nah right gentle wit the slide
Back now put them hands real high
Got a minute? hope so so you don't loose out
That's right.. Shake
somewhere
Yeah we're going to the party
Gonna make it right, make it right tonight
cnd if I can I'd like to be a helping hand
What can I do to help the days
V1
A man laid by Bethesda pool
Lame for many years
He could never enter when the angel came
Jesus saw him lying there
And asked “Do you want to be
tide
What you are is what I wanna know
Your hand is asking mine for it to hold
This is all we're ever gonna need
The youngest hearts are never
these feelings that are new
But trust me sister it's alright I'm always here by your side
Heal you with these dark rhymes
Rid you of these sharp bites
Father, help your children,
And don't let them fall by the side of the road.
Mmm, and teach them to love one another,
And heaven might find
sitting
With his stomach pained
Tried to maintain his work as
It started to rain
And then one day a man stopped
By and looked at Bill put out his hand
Another night another day
I'm moving love in every beat that's played
Suddenly I'm out of place
Distracted by an unfamiliar face
You say come
you
Id run my hands through your hair
While you run another ruse
I found you slightly rude
But damn I love the sight of you
Will you take me awful
Can
Memories saved destined to capture
decades passing by
A way to remember
(We need to remember)
Moments fade leaving to rejoin
decades passing
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