Lyrics:
the B.O.c.T's engine
Superb excursions
Superfluous insertion
Churning the deep blue
Earning the beef stew
Static type moving
You just shocked by a boss
The smile hides my secrets
So take a deep breath in
To see the empty headstones
Of problems we can't mend
It's so hard to lie
When you're in my head
We are carrying the lie
Circumstances are bad
Maybe we were a tad hasty
We are carrying a life
Your intentions are fake
Call me at midnight
a memory bruised pale and threadbare
Hearts sew their own wounds but this tear is too deep
In the corners of dreams I still silently weep
Two guitars strum
(back)
Blood, I been with the shits, I don't need no more friends (shits, friends)
Nigga, take a deep breath, that was never your bitch (breath, your
YOU CAN HAVE IT ALL.
By Daniel Insa.
You can have it all…. if you´re in charge of your own song.
I can hear them talk….when i´m riding in my boat.
Father, help your children,
And don't let them fall by the side of the road.
Mmm, and teach them to love one another,
And heaven might find
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Conquer the town with my queen by my side
She feelin' weak someone call her a doctor
Diamonds on froze, they be wet when they shine
Above all, He hears our call
He’s always there for me
God is salvation
Our every foundation
He is our light, our guide
With Him by our side
You can't
Mother please
Be at peace
Deep I fall
Darkness calls
Even though I try hard
Isn't it enough to leave you alone?
Call it by a landslide
Why do you talk about me with that low tone?
Even though I try hard
to call the phone
We're not alone take this inner feeling
Show the meaning and share the love with
Those on the line
There's a whole wide world out there
Who's that
She's You
I'm Her
I'm You
Cleanse deep, by the Blood of the Lamb
Renewed
New Name
New Face
New Style with Grace
New Walk hitting
Existing on damnation's edge
The priest had never known
To witness such a violent show
Of power overthrown
Angels fighting aimlessly
Still dying by
And chilled for the night (yeah)
I'm sitting by the phone
Waiting for your call (call)
You went to the club with your girls
To have some fun, and to get fucked
breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker, breaker, [repeated almost ad infinitum, punctuated by bouts of laughter]
[Man's voice. Begins deep, slowly rising
fear. Take off and flee
Trust me, just me. I'll catch you if you fall
My arms run deep. Run unto my call
I'll lead you into danger
And all that
in my face, so gimme three feet
'Cause when we creep, no more than three deep, niggas see sheep
Bloodhounds found your shit buried in the mud
call me Dracula then you see the fangs goin' in
Wow! Uh huh, everybody know that I'mma come and I'mma go
Then I gotta do what I be coming in to do it
them cool
If I had my way, we would have stayed
Brass music by the pool, won't you dive into?
The deep sea blue, can you feel it too?
Girls by the pool,
of cyanide
Keepin' a blade tucked by my thigh, make a scene, these angels fly
Make a hoe deep throat, give no pies, look at my phone but I will not reply
Made
And baby you're my life
By the light of the fire
By the light of the fire
You're so pretty when you sleep
Beautiful and kind and deep
Couldn't hold you any
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Saved message, sent by, Bobby Wangler
Hi this is Caroline calling,
Growing up as an inner city brother
Where every other had a pops and a mother
I was the product of a heated lover
Nobody knew how deep it screwed
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