Lyrics:
and tired of being sick and tired
Oh oh oh
I am surrounded by the figments of my mind
Is there hope still
This oblivion is swallowing me whole
There's no one
Things get froze, when it comes time, chosen ones
Will holding guns, we take flight with no fright
And attack, never fear cause our words is clear
sense
Of what in one sense
Makes perfect sense to me
The years have flown by
There's no denying
And yet in flying
Look what we've made
It's time
that I prize
Like the stars in the skies
Are all free
I've got plenty of nuttin'
Nuttin' is plenty for me
I've got my guy, got my song
Got Heaven
my hand like I'm in heaven
Take me back in time
Where there was love
And trust
It never crossed my mind
That you'd never be enough
Is there love
Is
My heart is overwhelmed by His goodness
My feet can't help but dance to His song
Creation meets Heaven in the beauty
Of the love that's been
I'll live again
But now on my soul there is no transgression
(tenor-when I die) (lead and bass-when I die)
I'll live again
Chorus
There's something in your eyes
Is everything alright?
You look up to the sky
You long for something more, Darlin'
Give me your right hand
I
Don't need no mistletoe
I kiss her by the creek on an old Jon boat
It ain't a silent night
Throwin' em back by the fire side
There ain't
City lights,
to make it for myself
Had to make a home
20 hours away by train
No one there remembers my name
You know I love it back home
It's just not the same
20 hours
hair
He's the ghost of a rock and roll star
He cries in his sleep but there is no one to hear
He once used to have the ears of the world
Now there
When I call her phone
If I don't know my dads alright
With a beer by his side
I don't think
I'll sleep at all tonight
Home is where the heart is
I know
man
He don't miss a thing
Out where there's no forgiveness
Out where's there's no blame
Out where it's gets lonesome
In the early summer rain
Stepped up in the water
It was really cold
Took a dip with God
And now my sin is gone
There's A party in the nosebleeds
Everybody dancing cause they all
a restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven,
In a cab or the back of 7-11,
Whether you're white and the music you like is rock,
You can come and get some
on the floor
There is two old timers talking politics
About the Bay Of Pigs and Alfa '66
Willie Chirino on the radio
Cheguevara is no hero
It's just another
we gone see what it is
What you in for everything under the sun
Recently got me first degree wit a hot gun
That's my third strike so Xzibit
than the sky
Though around me there's no one in sight
It's the folks in the high-rises
Still enjoying their night
So I say thank the heavens
That you
gotta do is call it
We can start it with a slow dance
Or a cold beer
We can start it with a slow dance
Written by:
DeAndre Presley
clean, text polished in the drawer
Camera's by the hamper that mine into the floor
By now, you probably heard of me
Fresh outta surgery, flashy
An old lady on the window cries
Tomar no cu bando de animais
Winning streak dont say a thing
It´s do or die, loose or win
The match is on, the battle in
Comes To Size, Ya See What We Mean
Ya See His Name Is Not Found In The Hall Of Fame But He'll Shock
And Amaze Ya and Make Ya Feel Shame
He Takes A Lime
its claw
Confusions becoming law
Frontiers are see through
Clear thinking is mud
In the techno weed bed
Savage roses bud
Our culture is in
Jesus, call him when you want him (Call him)
Call him when you need him (Call him, oh call him Jesus)
Jesus, there is no other like him in my life
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