Lyrics:
the crowd, crowd around
People are peepless, cause the soloist found
Phrases, thoughts, made by the are of course
One thing I do is keep em different,
This time I've wasted on a normal life
It's time I tasted something different
Sold it all and thumbed a ride to the beach
A peaceful place to retire
Once this was a city
Woven with a story
Then I lost a someone
Written in my memory
I can't go back
The places we went
Maybe my whole life
Was
Sick and tired of feeling wrong
Trying to find a place where I belong
Hopelessly bending and breaking to the rules laid out for me
I wanna feel
It's the end of the road
And I'm hanging by a wire
On a street with no name
And my feet are getting tired
You set me free
You set me free
I
his veins
Recognition worth more from peers, than top 40 fame
He found a place in the music, to shed the pain
Under this sound, he avoid the rain?
If
off across the globe,
and let's meet at the Cape of the Good Hope!
Down by the sea, that's the place where I wanna be!
Down by the sea, that
So, in between sets I went across the street to drink whiskey, eat peanuts, and stare at the cigarette machine.
I'm tired of drinkin' whiskey by
By the second verse, dear friends
My head will burst, my life will end
So I'd like to start this one off by saying
Live and love
I was young
day
With my boys drinking 40's smokin' jays
Back to normal but not for me
I had been graced by the face or at least
The back of the knot
Found myself in
guzzlin' forties
We're bout to rob and steal and get real fuckin' naughty
One carries a three pound the other a four fifth
Both ready to buck
you blew it I thought you knew[00:54.75]My moneys on time not truant that's true[00:57.59]These niggas talking bout some cash when they don't have
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
To see the end of me
And I know
I'm never coming back
Cause babe you set me free
You set me free
Our emotions
Get passed round
By the currency of lust
Rappin' til' infinity, I can't come in last place
Rappin' til' infinity, I can't come in last place
Rappin' til' infinity, I can't come in last place
(what?)[01:37.35]Really from Jersey, keep a stick, I'm a devil (stick)[01:38.99]He in the sunken place when he hit by the metal[01:40.68]I bust a nigga like
a thousand miles away
With food between your teeth
Come up for summer I've got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog
There's no aphrodisiac
Light up the broccoli kid
Throw the relish in my back pocket
Keep your eyes open, push your seat back, just flow
That's how we doing it
Bound by
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
you by half of you try
The other half of you fry, too high to actually fly
One day yall have to decide, who you gon be
A scary nigga or a nigga thats
I'm broken
I'm wicked
My sin weighs on me
I'm a glutton
I'm a drunkard
What can set me free?
I'm a lecher
I'm a cheater
My wicked ways bear me down
chance
Right place, right time
I'm on the plane to Moscow
They know about me and my history
That I'm transgender
Is this what I want to do?
Am I a beacon
gotta know[01:36.38]If you're feeling the same or am I wrong[01:40.77]The crowd is vanishing in this high sea[01:44.82]You're now the one standing in
You call me[00:18.91]I let the phone ring[00:22.62]Blinded by feelings[00:25.66]Beneath my thoughts[00:30.54]I'm longing[00:33.41]For some kind
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