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Walking down the aisle, but it's nobody's wedding
Can't even fake a smile, no not today
Dressed in all black, tears flood the floor
If I could go

And fightin' off them summer blues
Guess the year flew by
Now it's Christmas time with you

There's a crow talkin' up a storm
On a pine tree in the yard
He's

than he was before
He moves kinda like the night moth
Hugs the light by the door
And all night long we hear him calling

Please lower the stakes
Please

about the days we gonna be hiding out and
Talkin bout Milann we gonna be dining out
Talkin about the mornings when the tide is down
An all black weddings

Yeah, uh these are the real Sopranos
Y'know, I was just telling the gang that
Funny thing about these niggas that
By the time they try to help you

I went to my uncles wedding 
thought you'd be by my side 
but when they started slow dancing 
I started to cry 

'Cause I wanted to see you

turn back the time
Wish I'd never made you mine
So many things I realize just now
Wish I could turn back the time

We fight about your wedding rings
Work

appear in my sleep
The locket and wedding ring that I once wore
Have been sold away by Salvador Amador

He was charming and handsome, but not what he

You're falling apart

Waterlogged ears keep straining to hear those wedding bells ring - ring ring ring
Cough up black phlegm hide it away
Won't last much

Clutching the wheel
Like a hand to my side
Under the speed limit
Watching as the time passes by
Content with bein late
Pushin minutes several digits
Past

(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned

protected
Grace is effected over me

Behold the lights of London
The skipper said that his hands shook
His aura eaten by his jealously
And all the drugs he

Back in the day i used hit them black and milds
Kicked out the house imma savage in the wild
No mercy and no fucks given bout your child
I drop

The Bluegrass Widow

Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

The Party Never Ends: Songs You Know from the Times You Can't Remember

2003

the chill
And he said he heard the angels singing 'Cabin on the Hill'
Through the springtime he was groaning 'The good times are past and gone'
By

like cheese bring my chips
Gone like black hole
What chu talking bout
Tell em you from the south
And you gone let them down
Flew like wifi
Niggas at my

beside me 'til the break of dawn
At any time of the day or night
A supersonic fever burning black and white
Hold my hand, till we get old
Let's watch this

my left hand
My cousin saved my life in my wedding he'll be my best man
When minuteman was created mane that was peak hachi
Before the blue I was

toward the dynamite
And we're overtaken by the oversight
Something's cracked and something's broke
Trigger clicks, both barrels smoke
The compass spins

signed your names the day you traded wedding bands
And Italian summer postcards, late night letters back at school
Notes of devotion by two crazy loving

still near when i will be gone away

Where will you follow, right by the crimson
Dressed in a long black wedding-gown
I've got to find my action by my own

She wanna slide with a TALIBÄN’er 

With a all black bitch I don’t want no panda 

Bitch fuck like she don’t got no manners

My bitch grown, fuck u

Brought up on self-consumption and bred by interruptions
But I demand your respect
You like girls down low
Well, I have regrets
I'm too young

to do but I also do not know how to leave my parents imprisoned and travel alone by train across a country that has painted my face a red flag so perhaps

100 bows in the spot ain't got time to be asking who bank with chase
I can front by the p ima give you a week I ain't tripping just zelle it through