Lyrics:
this letter (uh, yo)
"The Minstrel Show" is taped in front of a live studio audience
At Chop Shop Studios in Durham, North Carolina
Funding for "The
someday be erased)
When I see You face to face
(In Heaven some sweet day)
Now I've got all Your letters, I read them every day
I'm finding more and more
I
wrist
So much excitement in the air, I was crisp
Money suitcase, Louis joint (yo, Rae, I'mma get some shit just like yours!)
Go make it happen, black
makin' it by
But still they workin' all they live, they pushin' for the light
Givin' everything they got to stitch them swishes on ya Nike's
Puttin'
used to live
All the memories you had in this house
So long ago and I'll never find out what
They are in the past
But you're not really for me
Someday
the same
You may not refer to it by a name
Long as you know it is from whence you came
Live wire going through your body
Burn the old make you anew
realize that you can't live in your fictional Los Angeles
Oh, oh, oh, oh
[Bridge]
I hope you're my one and only
And no one can replace you
Сou’s I know
Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked
Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me
I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze
Your reply got the crowd
top gutter
I hover over you lames, run for cover, end in your brain
Yeah, you did your thang but not very good
And by the looks of things, You can't
my arteries shaking
[Chorus: x4]
Rock! It's what we're all about
It's what we live for
see'mon shout it out
Well I bring down the house in
the days were shorter Writing tons and tons of love letters
Love letters,love letters
When the moon falls in your eyes I know the sun has set
And the fire
believed us
How you think you still real? You tricked up on your guys and shit
How you think you still 300, you switched up on your guys and shit
Letter
Hand written letters torn to pieces,
Put back together. Read and re read it.
Do you want to live, in a body worn and thin?
Do you want to give
I'm talkin' 'bout some real life shit
Goodbye letter, "Dear Life" shit
Way too concerned to be conceited
I live and I learn, then die tryna teach 'em
'Cause so few live in the USA
At least the foreigners can copy our morality
They can visit but they cannot stay
Only precious few can garner
sure doesn't to me
Or to this diy scene.
so what's your score
That's been calculated
By hollow social norms.
And in your heart
Have you found a place
Dive beneath the depth of a never-ending verse
Gasping and swallowing every last letter
Vocalized liquid holds the quench of your thirst
Reasons for
Dive beneath the depth of a never-ending verse
Gasping and swallowing every last letter
Vocalized liquid holds the quench of your thirst
Reasons for
don't dog me anymore
I was here in the beginning and I'll be here 4ever more
Acknowledge me, I only want to be your friend
I can make you happy
come of it
Getting by
We’re getting by
You always wanted a castle
Now you live in a cage
You always wanted to buy a diamond
Now a tattoo with one letter
talkin' 'bout some real life shit
Goodbye letter, "Dear Life" shit
Way too concerned to be conceited
I live and I learn, then die tryna teach 'em, Lord
sent
Nor to dwell on what might have been
Since I learned the news of your letter
I wondered how our lives might have been
But I'm happy I was just
the metal
Bloodshed and tears, talks in the letters
Another dead body, no talking to Kevin
I am what you call a survivor in the clutch
Grew up in the game,
You told me you was comin back
That I would see you but
You never told me when
I want you here to guide me by my side
So it doesn't have to be in vain
.jpg/300px-REO_Speedwagon_at_Red_Rocks_July_2010_(cropped).jpg "REO Speedwagon")
Discuss these in your letter live by reo speedwagon Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In