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All my questions get no answers
Locked up tight from the world outside me
No, no
Mommy come get me out tonight
All my questions have no
questions I need answers to, the wake up
Can you tell me 'bout love?
Sit me down (oh, God)
All these other people don't have a clue (nah, they don't know
I don't believe you can't hear
There are so many answers
To all of your questions
Listen to me
You think you've got it together
You think that you'll
We're thinking so high
And we're guessing the answers are somewhere we can find
As the seasons go by
And asking brings more questions
Questions bring more
Building up i'm turning tables
Spinning bottles in different bars
As days go on by
No one cares what will come next
Sitting on concrete
I stare
a ten-bob note up his nose
Such a mean old man
Such a mean old man
His sister Pam works in a shop
She never stops, she's a go-getter
Takes him out
Light seed lost on winds
Caught in corrupt currents
Dragged far by the crown
Trapped for mighty expense
Every generation same questions, same
think any answers - don't think about hows
Hip about time though not about when
Don't ask any question - I'll go back to my den
Bottom feed I work
to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
There's more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
And the less
The pigs roll in shit, cut another down, tragic
When I got a lot of questions and no answers
Then I gotta go and grab a blank canvas
Rough times sometimes,
Sunglasses in a cafe booth
Stick around soak up the sun
Got burned now it's just no fun
Tough questions that you should not ask
I got answers that I know that
disgusted as differently
Trust is important, i'd never break it in the slightest coz I was...
Prescribed as ill on this beat by the doctors
Chasing answers
that I've got
Time for these scars to heal
And the days just go by,
Leaving questions in my mind
I guess I'll find the answers
Some day in another
guiding light to tell wrong from right.
Just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you.
I keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors
Where nothing,
Blowin’ In The Wind
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove
things
I get caught up in my brain
But I know that you can help me
So I'm going lay this down gently
I gotta lot of questions
On my mind, all the time
sitting in one place
And never saying a words again
I'm slowly merging to the currents trend
By making a story about the circumstance
Witch makes
the cause of all mess
You better suck up your pride"
Cause I never wanted all my answers
And I never wanted all your questions
And I never wanted resolution
sputtering
My brain be over, brain be over
Being showered by these questions
Afraid to pull back the curtain
How did come from nothing
Or has it always just
to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountains
There's more than one answer to these questions
Pointing me in a crooked line
And the less
every step by step all the way to the end zone
I don't go half way no weird side hug make you feel in the friend zone
Not the type to say period like
I popped a pill
Went straight to astronomy
Pulled up in a rock fit like Bob Sagat
Sip red with a white bitch
Candy cane
What would the game be
question
Young nigga jookin' on the back block
In the kitchen whippin' 'til my hands hurt
Foreign door, Push got the trap spot
Couple nights shovin'
know proper etiquette in the booth
Hey 'are you is divine
Pure like sunshine, just one rhyme
Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I
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