Lyrics:
Well, it was barbie dolls and dresses
Birthdays and messes
A house cluttered up with toys
That was prom nights and makeup
Heartaches and breakups
again
i outgrew my old shoes
my backyard
was cluttered up with lies
keeps it easy on the eyes
fresh home made
undershade
black and red
paint my fingers
these pussy niggas mad, they butt-hurt, yeah
I can read your mind, you niggas cluttered
I been eatin' good pussy, nigga, on my supper, yeah
Yeah,
house
I want to live
I want to live in a simple house
I want to live in a simple house
This house looks the best
When it's not cluttered with
with stories that leap from the cluttered street
Blood'll be beet-red runnin' through the gutters cuz heat
The currency that we exchange with folks who
and the curses are muttered
D d/c# d/c d/b
And every emotion's confused and cluttered
A bm g
There's nothing to stop us from burning out, just like a candle,
D
Under the summer rain
My heart glows straight through the mist
Hissin' at other strange noises
They fade in the mix
Glitch in my cluttered brain
Avoidin'
hot
Your closet is cluttered with dress pants and Levis
that you wish you'd never bought
And who's gonna end up holdin' your hand-
A beautiful woman
the day won't be so bright
We don't know what she may have been
All we know is what she left behind
An apartment cluttered with children's toys,
Collections of books and documents
Arise and parade around my cluttered desk
Re-working the math and measurements
Until I'm convinced these plans are
Today you sat up half asleep and stared
Into this cluttered empty apartment and died
What the where the how the why the hell
You can watch your
the dark
There's only artificial light here
My flaws hide well here
I used to be afraid of cluttered noises
Now I'm afraid of silence
Fill this
a taste of the
Sweet, sweet love.
There are some things I can do without
Some things I just don't need
Too much in life gets cluttered
I like
Clear my head
From all the cluttered things
I should've said
That wasn't me
No I can't live like that
I'm waking up and there is no
Looking back
eyes upon you under blue leaves at night
And what will you do with your new kind of sight?
Cluttered asides and marginal lines
Home to the closest
in the dashboard
And flee from the task force
Quit hollerin' 'bout your ones
You got guns, nigga blast yours
Face's no remorse
Mind cluttered wit'
(GET EM')
59 straight outta the gutter
Louisville Slugger to make sure you suffer
Cluttered with busters and suckas
Look out the shutters
You see all my
in the dashboard
And flee from the task force
Quit hollerin' 'bout your ones
You got guns, nigga blast yours
Face's no remorse
Mind cluttered wit'
so clever, only when the script demands
You cluttered up the sky now so you can't follow any star
Someone's sitting next to you in an empty cinema
By the echo of your favourite song
The place is cluttered up
With memories that have lived too long
Much too long
The ceilings are white but
is freer still than mine
And not so cluttered with morality
Still I stay
Growing strong
Every day
Closer to you
Closer to you
Memories cloud
mean
What a pity
Redemption City
Simple words remind me
Cluttered room haunts me
Come back yesterday
The soul is tired and I want to go home
the cramped and the cluttered
Falls from your fingers to his hand
Falls from his fingers to your hand
The old matchbook trick
Keeps the table from wobble
Big Pooh, uh
My attitude real shitty, temper short
My mind cluttered like the streets of New York
I ain't tryin' to take a "L" 'cause I casually fought
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