Lyrics:
and I'm older
Then Mike Skinner taps me on my shoulder
Oh well
You tried and you failed
Oh well
You tried and you failed
Oh well
You tried and you failed
day outside
Not a single cloud in the sky
Sun's going down with the rising tide
Let's go for a ride
Want to keep you by my side
We'll do anything
This is it my dear old friend
Our paths it seems are at an end for now
Though in time we floated free
We're are pulled by separate gravities
And we'll have to keep it up all night
In spite of the moaning
So I can wear 'em out
Before work in the morning
By now my little secret will
Have grown
with a cowboy gun
His momma picks him up, he starts to run
He laughs out loud, he thinks it's a game
The alarm goes off in the liquor store
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
you forget to put anything in
The longer you dwell, the more it's like hell
You sit by the well just making a wish
It would be a shame to take too
you forget to put anything in
The longer you dwell, the more it's like hell
You sit by the well just making a wish
It would be a shame to take too
There's a girl who lives in the high country
Who lives on tea and dreams
And I know that she does not love me
But she plays the game so well
Sit by my side
bad
I've not been talking shit, well not to your face just to your back
Maybe you should just relax, no point in getting all mad
Your mean words make me
you'd call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hour
The day she died the neighbors
Came to snicker
"Well, that's what comes from
wasn't what you call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hours
The day she died the neighbours
Came to snicker her
Well, that is
I'll always be right by your side
Not tryna stay here for one night
We'll always be in touch
Yeah we'll always be in touch
Even if things getting rough
making hits like mike Tyson
See me whippin
I'm flying bison
See me whippin
I'm flying by son
Fucking bitches
Straight one nighters
Call her back and never
i'll rock nations just gotta bomb harder
True history in the making
Those 4 letters that i live by so the mystery is vacant nigga! Ty!
Ayo ty, wassup!
fuckin' with those dudes
They run Philly and you livin'
In both they shadows
Cause by your own logic
If the only goal is to have more money
Then technically
Money fallin out my pockets I got too much cash
Can't fit nothin in her pockets she got too much ass like goddamn
Well if you must ask
We from
Well, tonight I hit every doggone joint in town
And while my bottle keeps a-talkin' to me it don't need you around
But tomorrow ain't gonna hold me
to drown
That hard-liquor place is a low-down disgrace
It's the meanest old place in this town
And it's hard and it's hard, ain't it hard
To love one
behind
Oh no we're losing our minds
Cause we don't know which eyes are right
Is it his or mine
twenty-seven is nigh
and now I'm just floating by
Cross out
on the cross, yeah, not no red (cross)
Side by side, side, we got big trucks and big guns (err)
They ask where I came from, I'm the holy one
Put it on the sun,
Hard times in the middle
My 401k ain't good
But I guess it's not bad
Baby, don't get too cross
It could be so much worse
We'll pray about and see what
And they say they want war
Well then let's get it started
Real patriots never take no L (No L)
Before you take my life
Boy I sit in the cell (Cell)
I was
L followed by the O-S-T
L followed by the O-S-T
L followed by the O-S-T
L followed by the O-S-T
I been feelin lost baby
Lotta turnin with the tossing
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