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Stall, talk about I lost a lot of, tell me all about it
Sock em, I'm a sentimental
Spit in my face and pass the ball

Run, play by my rules, taking my

these songs for the ladies, and it's too sad 
If you a man, then be a man, and deal with it
It's too bad
This for every brother that struggle with their

you

The first time my eyes caught you, you were all alone just sitting by yourself
Me realize how sad you look, so me ask if you were feeling well

loose guess you right when you said it
Long as it don’t fuck up the bread
I’m at the party next door getting faded
One year ago I was sad I was jaded
One

calling me back
on my dark days, I think about you
you feel my cup with some joyous moments
a round of applause for all of the time we spend
I'm down for

lows and the worst parts of me
So I just smile to hide it partially
Now they always ask why I sing sad songs
I'm just trying to get out my thoughts
Sorry

hearts out there
Who give their all then someone leaves them bare
We don't need no one, we can get by on our own
Loving ourselves more than anyone's shown

and I mean it
I'm happy for a reason

And why's this song so sad?
It's supposed to be happy
You're supposed to be glad
But my voice is so raspy
Could you

Backslapping, backsliding,
back to basic instincts, backfiring.
By your own choice you're on a hiding to nothing,
I ask you which is more comforting?
The thought

'em, yeah, one more time again
I said one mo' 'gain

See the truth is-
You ain't shit and never be shit
Wouldn't have them hits 
If you we ain't

seem wrong
In my life
There are times when I catch in the silence
The sigh of a faraway song
And it sings
Of a world that I long to see
Out

In My Life [(New York/Original Broadway Cast Version/1987)]

Judy Kuhn

Les Misérables [Verve]

1987

seem wrong
In my life, there are times when I catch in a silence, a sigh of a far away song
And it sings of a world that I long to see
Out of reach,

’ve tried to find the fucking hope
But only hope for me is making songs
I’m always sad
I’m blown away
My mind is crushing day by day
I concentrate on that
I

And you can shut up
Your verse/chorus songs are starting to bore me
I'd think they'd start to bore you too but that's a different story
Yes we've all

Listen

If I had made tallys for the times that I was sad

If I had a reason for the times that I got mad

I Would understand although we love

of imagination,  part of their little dreams
To make ones fellas see that it's more than an act of belief
it's sad that his or her parents gang up tell that same

But maybe inside they might feel like you do
You plug in your headphones goin' through some sad songs
You're tired of these love songs they sound all

like ping pong
Bitches hit my phone like a ring tone
got'em missing me like a sad song
Remember me now when am on top
white stones on my body like

a banger coz its a sad song
I keep it real on every thing I put my raps on
Tryna run up the digits like they for ransom
Scream and shouting fuck 12 with no

Girl in the Band

Haylie Duff

The Lizzie McGuire Movie

2003

all out strong)
I just want to sing my song

Hey, you, get outta your seat
Get over yourself
Get on the beat
Hey, you, get off of your cloud
Come down

I Dont Like To

Shad

The Old Prince

2007

relapse with these cats
Y'all cowards couldn't rap this dope with a Zig Zag
I let my lips drag, spitting with that big swag
It's sad all these wannabes

in my nature to write happy songs you see
I'm a happy guy but sad ones come naturally
Homemade beats, all mixed by me
You paid for yours and I got mine

a mess
(No mess no mess)
Yes every time I say I love you it become even more of a fact
In fact I wish I could re-enact the way these bitches treated me
All

much more strong than we feel,
so, as the years passed, love was getting so ill:
Those fights made bad,
big ache, sad words...
Day by day,
big storm, how