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never wanted you so much
Come here
Come here

Have I never laid down by your side
Baby, let's forget about this pride
Come here
Come here

Well I'm in no

Who says that by February
You can't be merry
Can't dress like a fairy
No, not us
Crank up the air conditioning
Pull on our sweaters
No matter

the mat
You can't have 'em in my atmosphere or react as any natural being, who Wouldn't? 
And that's to kill 'em all, put 'em out of their misery
It's

a dream
Yeah it'll be a dream

Well just look, look at all the birds they
Go on and on about a song that's never heard anymore
And it hits heart-chords
But

through the grapevine like ooooo
I got that shit that help you get right like ooooo
Don't got a coke load by the boat load but a chocho full coco and enough

that's all about you

I'm trying hard to find my release
The best thing in life that's been working for me
Is to
Laugh it off
(Come on)

of lies
Freinds in desguise but you drop the r 
And you'll see they're all fucking dead behind the eyes
Trust noone but myself
I couldnt give a fuck about

My relationship with Silence has been strained, I'll explain
You see it wasn't always like that, it was great, all my main
Ideas came from when we

way
We would surf and smoke a while
The conversation 'd make you smile
Just leave your board there on the sand 
By Phil's caravan

Julianne and sweet

and the negatives 
Floats drive by and it never gets repetitive 
When it comes to sport I'm the ultimate competitor 
Wrote all this s**t I guess that Im an editor

and string and erasers   
I'll paint pictures and I'll bring them home
You can hang them up there by the phone
It'll really be cool, when I go to school

And I

Run run baby 
Run as fast as you can
Only get by with the slight of your hand
Run run baby gotta turn about
Leave your name behind you 
They'll try

you he was an illusion
Sent from somewhere where some people talk about changing

Like a house of cards shapeless at its sides
Or the church where I was

qeqe woza ney the 
Bae hayi boo

Weh, weh, weh, weh, weh
Woza

Abafana be Gucci
Syabanika abayifuni
Am on this beat so u know
It's about to get groove

FORT WORTH
WRITERS: JAMIE RANAE , TRISTON MAREZ


CHORUS
Fort Worth you stole her
Them stockyards now hold her
With the hands of a cowboy she don't

Let it Burn 


Pushed into the darkness
We we're raised by wolves
We rise from the ashes
We've become what you cannot control

We're the ones in

supreme


I put you down
every time I'm swallowed by sense
I try to escape
but every thought about you kills my self-defense
it feels easier to just yield

tryin to save the kid
I'm just lying here regretting all the things I did
Can't stop thinking about it, can't stop crying bout it
I can't live or go on,

THE EVENING NEWS 

by John Sheldon

Well I watched the news today
It had nothing new to say
It was the same old story asinine and boring

You know it

acid tabs
Trick your bitch like where's my cash 
Sniff my dick and sniff my ass 
Quick to bitch about the past
Stick with riding with the mask
Clip

We all feel the pain
From hate reaching out
Surviving to suffer
Can't be what this life's about

Will we ever find relief
Before these days turn

and now I'm all on my own
Actions have consequences, God why'd you leave me alone? 

You won't take me alive
This ship is where I die

By the end

and now I'm all on my own
Actions have consequences, God why'd you leave me alone? 

You won't take me alive 
This ship is where I die

By the end

By all means, it's a good thing
You remind me of me
Back when I thought a lot about how people viewed me
Here's a message from me to you, kid you