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is locked in boxes Is locked in a bank vault Behind closed doors behind closed doors Behind closed doors behind closed doors Oh oh o-o-o oh I wish
Uh, and he never lies, uh yeah He just sits, and watches the people in the boxes Everything he sees he absorbs and adopts it He mimics and he
you before you wipe me On boxes of checks, not my Nikes (yeah) Cacti's, not no iced tea (ah) Got 'em bamboozled like I'm Spike Lee (ah) You need
lunches all look so delicious Yeah Our yummy special lunch boxes All so colorful and healthy lunch boxes Lunch boxes All so healthy and looks yummy Yum
Boxes and bags on the kitchen floor Where I took my first step Boxes and bags by the open door But I can’t leave just yet When memories hang
on too many bets I lost it all to this life) I'm packing up my desk I've put it into boxes (...to this life) Knock out the lights, lock the locks
burning, yearning for you? Era leggiera, e come una fairy, e sue shoes numero nine Herring boxes senza topses Sandale per Clementina, si, per
On end On I saw the light Since dancing in the night We played boxes like drums In the car On a thursday afternoon When the wind begins to swoon
In the cardboard boxes Where you make them stay In the docklands of East London Where those great tall ships once sailed Of a price of couple
in little boxes Underneath the railway station Some folks live in little boxes What a way to run a nation When after all is said and done We've
Ich schreibe es auf Ihr fragt euch wo bleibt der Sommer bloß Ich boxe deine Gang bis ihr fällt wie der Dollarkurs Also komm, wer macht weiße
Cardboard boxes empty all around, All our things scattered on the ground. Were we ever better than this? Hanging pictures of us on the wall,
anymore I keep my thoughts in little boxes Labelled A-Z Some words can break the skin And let the daylight in I don't love you anymore I don't love
and the soap boxes Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, for the people You can feel the heat from your speaker, my sound will darken your features Run it down like
still make mine glisten When the tree comes down I love the bows and boxes, baby All the pretty stockings, baby Yeah, don't get me wrong, but your
time, last time) It took ten ice-cream boxes 'Til my sheets retrieved The scent of a self-esteem Instead of a man Will I ever love again? (Will I) It
fantômes On te rafale équipe fantôme, Mojo se déverse sur la place Vendôme J'enchaîne des combo, j'te boxe comme Rambo, j'te boxe comme Rambo On te
Tough times Legs are sore Been climbin' too long From floor to floor Now I'm at the bottom Of the attic stairs Thinkin' 'bout boxes Stored among
Cus I've got boxes of bud Don't mess less u wanna spill blood Cus I've got boxes of green Coming at man like wolverine And I will tell u wot Don't come
Shawty bad but she toxic Poison me when she pop it They say money make problems She checking off all the boxes I say no to handcuffs I'm thinking I
Frontline foxholes, ballot boxes toll, Uber Vo Te, fighting for your soul Drop it, tune in, turn on, Drop it, drop it tune in turn drop it Tune in turn on,
toxins Rampant they multiply noxious Every day I'm feeling nauseous People in poverty boxes Incarcerated in boxes Young minds in them boxes Till they old
trapped here Oh I’m trapped here I’m trapped in love boxes It’s driving me crazy I’m trapped in love boxes It’s driving me crazy Now we square having
can't believe I can't take what you've done to me Why can't I begin to run away When I wanted to leave Sorted boxes, packed up bags Between the spaces
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