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a way
Pray for protection and keep the 40 by up waist
Just he be around every morning when you wake and bake.
Sam Tate with the bars I will serve you like

I wake up in the morning, feeling so all alone
No one there to hold, but I know you're on the end of the phone
Today that ain't enough for me, grab

count
Repeat

Oh sweet defeat
No one knows which gon’ taste
Which one wakes up in the morning
Takes the wheel
Takes a sip of coffee, eats cereal
Act

We wake up, feeling the same as before
Not happy, not sad, just a little unsure
While thinking, is today really the day
That we'll show the world

wake up in the rubber room
or the back of a van
with a needle in my arm
or a crayon in my hand
The bedroom smells like spray paint and cum
and there's

away
I'll show you all kinds of things
I got all these diamond rings
She wanna see the finer things
Wake up, I don't gotta check in
Push to start,

Wake up every day in the same old movie
Playing head games
Games only broken people play

Yeah, Killing time
Wasting all the love inside our veins
A life

Wake up in the morning
Brush our teeth
Then we head downstairs
Out to the street
Gonna hop in our ride
Step on the gas
Buckle our belt then floor it,

Wake up in a void
Now you suffer in the dark
To be reborn 
Upon the witches wheel of life
You will find yourself lost inside hell
You still suffer in

she know me from the Henney times
I can't confirm dawg, I can't deny
Them days I'd wake up like yo where am I
Where am I
Where am I

all my goals
Like a tank I don't stop
My daily routine is too different from yours
I wake up at 6.30 in the morning and drive to the money
BOCCONI way,

I wake up and my head feels like it's falling off
I can't breathe and I think the spell is wearing off
I'd like to stay but I'd rather be somewhere

grip the steering wheel driving by the ocean
She in the passenger putting on the lotion
SPF on the skin smooth with the motion
Cherry pie thighs thinking

this gun, right now there's nothing you can't wildly destroy!
Chaos!! Now is your turn to wake up and...

Run! The breed of hate
Is waiting for new arms

when i'm uncomfortable 
Put me to bed 
Wake me up again with alcohol
Then throw me in the swimming pool 

I feel alive 
I feel alive 
I feel alive 
I

a hallowing wake.
Each swell a sigh for my boys.
The crest; a plea for my wife.
The harbor approaches.

By dawn, he cast his net to fish,
four hours, three

as I get there, well I gotta go
Every time I think I'm settling down 
I wake up in another town

I can't stop my gypsy ways
Been with me since my younger

about your friends if you have to"
And it gets a little cold at night
Wake up to the motion sensor light
But I'm alone and nobody is near
So I get high

nothing in it
Pretty sure that the moon stands where it can be seen for a light 
I now need for my eyes to see
If this life was made only to be seen by me

gotta wake up for the job first do me
Making beats while her loops so fruity
For her I would pull on the trigger of a Uzi
She can hold me down
She can

are getting louder
Everyday I wake up feels a downer
When I never had no clout she would air it
Now She put it on me like I don’t know how to wear it

Headed to Da top and i cant stop wont stop
I Remember walking for cake 
I need dat cheese by any means 
Have seeing dem angels for a slice of devil

seek

Pussy weed liquor pills
I can never get my fill
Independent fuck a deal
Intoxicated at the wheel
Pop a couple more
Then we roll it up
Pop the seal

sit
In the ferris wheel

Warmth makes					
Happy
And we wake up and go outside
Expose the skin that was so white
In the
Balconies
In the once so empty