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you stay too long you'll go to waste
Stuck under the ice of the surface face
Company of ice cold fellows so mellow
Who glide on by without a smile

all the roads
Is at home in Nashville, having a shack by an old Railroad
Going from one Motel to another bar to another Strip-Club
Tuckers knows

the gullible, sweet, sorrowful guys,
Gaslights them into hiding with their tedious lies
Puppets people like a doll through her tacky replies

One day he was out

produced several more
As the years went by, the higher he climbed
'Til the president's nameplate was hung on his door
And he stands at the top of this

why even try
its time to die
the hell of myself is enough to defy
thoughts and plans of the next man and neighbor
its all in the hands of us now you

Conqueror Worm

Tsar

Band-Girls-Money

And disposable by design. 

Get lovely lovely lovely my girl 
I don't wanna be the one to tell you 
The luckiest luckiest luckiest world 
Is the one between

It’s killing me
I’m searching for a door
I’ll never find
I realize my time
Is better spent looking at the plot of my life
(Well) it’s hard to move past

forgiven
Don't know which door to go through next

There's nothing left for me to do
But wait for you
I dream about the day you'd see
& come look for me
This

His New Baby

Jon Wolfe

It All Happened In a Honky Tonk

2010

lucky when I let her go
Oh, I had my chance and now she's lettin' me know
She brushed right by me and rushed up to him
And she wiggled just a little

your worries
There's no need to rush and there's no need to hurry
Step by step on your way to the top 
One by one now the doors open up

by step on your way to the top 
One by one now the doors open up

to the floor
Black tux fresh dior you can't ignore
She dress in white feel so right
Walk by me she is the star of the night
Let me be your knight can i get

Write elevator music
For the girl next door
Last time I played that song
She was screaming out for more
Can't notch a bedpost
With your mattress

I feel compelled
To leave a letter by the bed
A story I can't tell

I can hear the voices from below
Whispering about a place to go
Through the exits

or Spy Next Door, like Jackie Chan flicks
Model minority, that myth was fueled to have us gaslit
Was also used to justify this country's anti-blackness

of your friends, I'll call mine
Pile in the van and we'll just drive
I hear the county Fair is in town
Let's kill a fifth of rum and go fuck around
Getting

comprehend though
Broke the blinds checking who at the door
Go let them in bro
Just a youth looking at uncle Luke
Like Carl Winslow
They ain't all Grandpa kids

the sun
Buying soda at the corner store
Waving hello to the lady next door
These are some of the pleasant things I've done
A little boy holding his

N.W.A said 'fuck the police' and I say fuck fear
So many beaches, let me go deep
Fishing for refrigerators, ain't chancing animals, please
Some as pure

light will make us frown
And in a blink it is already night

(Wake me up at eventide
Keep my luck until I have to use it all
Again maybe this next night

went by in a blur
You say that you love me
But I'll never be her
An empty apartment with a brand new start
We'll fill it together go and play the parts

on my front door,

So I plugged in the car battery,
cnd then attached it to the main entry,
If those motherfuckers go and try to and catch me,
They'll be

you don't take a bath when I tell you, so just go to sleep and when you wake up, you can take a bath in

The Lake, lake the lake the lake the lake

My blue jean babe
She got me feeling everything

Drop dead if you wanna leave i run away
Find a place to scream she be out the door
I see you next week