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Who's saying live life just to cap it
My stories borin' babe, let's make it tragic
Who's fault is it really when you wore that tight dress
When you wore

Out of Control

John Reuben

X 2005: 17 Christian Rock Hits

2005

land

I'd rather stand in the ocean

And let the waves of devotion

Roll over me
Irony

I had to suffocate

Before I could breathe

 

Now

How do you know what you are feeling?
It's about you anyway
I can feel your eyes burning through my soul
I would never let you go
I don't wanna know

before I recognize exactly what is happening
As it tries to consume me again

But I am gone
Inside of my heart
And I truly feel alive

Try to extinguish

Let me get a Compton's Most Wanted geah
Take it back to Pangaea slicing up your Sunday 
I'll make you sweat Sangria
Still looking for my Pam Grier

New Gypsy

Will Oldham

Joya

1997

everybody talk about
Another one at night
Break a button open and
Let lady see the light

All the bones were slipping out
Now I have brought me in

Ayo
Ayo

Ayo, Comme des Garçons the only heart I got (ah)
Glock in the denim tears, eight-ball in my sock
I had no fear, I'm the illest nigga

life just to cap it
My stories borin' babe, let's make it tragic
Who's fault is it really when you wore that tight dress

Add one more to the body count

Clean bassinet
My soul can’t breathe if I hear your smooth throb give life at all I can feel.
Your smile is like the vision of my heart bloom again

I've been space truckin
I've gone all around the world
I Stayed in Hotel California
With my Browned Eyed Girl
I got some satisfaction
Sung my

I always wanted to get in the band
To play my music all over the land
At my audition I went overboard
I got excited and I played the wrong chord
I

They want us (all) out, out of this land
You (fucking) fascist bastards! I’m still a man
There’s something I wanna ask X2
Chorus X2:
What’s illegal?

the line drawn
Tommy is pissed but Bobby caves his chest
What the fuck, I warned you my nigga, he's twisting in the wind, we gotta find him
Now the streets

sock
Finna pull out my glock
Make her heart stop
Mob ties
I got knots
We in the kitchen
With dope in da pot
She rubbing all over my crotch
"Can we turn

that I take to bed
Talk to me, tell me something that'll
Clear space in my head
Plead my case again
I see you every day
Often over everything
I feel so

a silly move and it's breaking my heart
Makes me wonder if all his motives were fake from the start
I mean God's got a lot in store for me
And I'm stacking

You know what... SHO's fucked,
Old news...
Get down, lay down,
stay down on the floor now,


Let down's head found buried by the shore now,
Forget

let the night win another day
Got a lot of issues and i'm tryna work them out
Wanna walk by faith in a world full of doubt
You would think I learned by

MY FAVOURITE SONG


I turn on the stereo
I play my favourite song
It's funny how it sounds the same
Funny how it hasn't changed at all
Since you left

Moonrise in the afternoon
Let the night come soon
Because on humid days my heart just melts
And my strings all go out of tune

Sitting by the pier

One Over Two

Adam Richman

Two

2001

at all
But I'd take one over two

The door is open
The opportunity 
Stares in my eyes
So I apologize, and
Sit back down
Push it off for one more

Oh my gosh, dang y'all see that girl walking over there?
geez she fine

Exotic that’s what i see
Lips so thicc she got stung by a bee
Man i swear my

of pretty pink lemonade
Take my hand it's really all about us
Break a back a bay bay beetle zay
hey hey hey I'de do it again
But I'm underpaid at the Busy Bay

Nothing worst than feeling left all alone
Even when surrounded by people i put myself in that zone
Isolations a mind fuck
Leaves you to over think rather