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tennis
Now I'm countin' all my problems, ten, nine, eight, seven
I was happy till the moment she sent me a fuckin' message
I done had to move the Xannies

Based off my recollections
Your eyes sent a message 
Vibrations thru my spine 
You divine intervention
We bypassed the friendship, I strive for

ever reckon, the truths not random
Heard seldom, never seen
Blinded by greed, more more embrace poverty
Witness hypocrisy, were new age commodities
Work

I'm saying out of your reach don't call me or leave message its over after this session you giving me misdirection I really should cut you off but part

off the mind and that's that

I heard a bell from the cell grab my phone check the messages
It said, "Hey bro it's Daz I just left a mess, I got a go

plays poet, director and whole damn cast
But underneath that face, there lay it: a message from the past
The future's a coward. The present, mocking
So

I pray

Switch the flow like I got insurance, with Progressive
But one thing I won't switch is the message
Gospel of Christ, like real life, it's

(Please Leave Your Message For)
Babe answer stop, Merry Christmas uhh you know that I love You
Can you stop playing you know me and him have been

have no escape
Looked inside my mind
All I could ever find
Was a sign of mine
Saying I died inside
It was a sacrifice to my life was tried
By the judge

a brick wall
But anyways, give me a show next time we're running through Halley

Love to link up
To replay this message
Yeah
Cause bro I'm always working,

back to me
As long as you keep coming back to me
I keep waiting by the phone
Staring at the three messages I sent seventeen hours ago
It's okay, it's no

a message
She's on her own, all alone
I'll call her phone

I meant no harm, miss you in my arms
Do you remember the day that we met?
I knew you were the one

sapless lack of lack
The medium itself won't keep this space in tact
Messages are shrouded in a caustic mix
Of virtue and of vanity begging to fix
No

lost in the wreckage
Eventually ill have to send the message of confession
All those nights that i lie in bed and let the pen hit the loose leaf
Wouldnt

it
You ain't really bout the masses, influence the biggest bitches
Think about it while you crumble from the throne you sitting in
This a message

young whipper snapper
Delivering the messages like a broadcaster
Always looking dapper this is long awaited
Album mode only rated activated
Sometimes I'm

Cry Baby Cry

Commander Cody

Flying Dreams

1978

late for tea
The Duke was having problems
With a message at the local Bird and Bee.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know

Who Can I Run To?

Sybersound

Party Tyme Karaoke: R&B Female

2000

to satisfy me,
To stay right by me.

Chorus:
Who can I run to,
To share this empty space?
Who can I run to,
When I need love?
Who can I run to,

Major Tom (Coming Home)

Peter Schilling

CAPS: Campus and Pub Songs

Turn the thrusters on, we're standing by"
There's no reply

Four, three, two, one

Earth below us
Drifting, falling
Floating, weightless
Calling,

Show of Force

The Psycho Realm

A War Story

the message - 
You never re-route or doubt it 
People might even shout it louder to gain power 
For many frustrated for truth and knowledge of self 
Wealth

She walked out on you and never said goodbye|No note, no warning, no message|She left you so naked your eyes can't even cry||She's gone away like

hard road I've travelled, it's a story of my life

If you're searching for a woman to make you feel as one
Send a message in a bottle and the tide will

by myself, you ain't believe (you ain't believe)
We was sellin' leafs, with these hoes on me
Nigga set up with the gang, know they rock with me 
Big

Hey!

Hey mister
I'll whisper a message to deliver
On fire
No liar could ever say that you're not smokin'
You're smokin'
Yeah, we're smokin'