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Too Late To Say Goodbye

Cage the Elephant

Tell Me I'm Pretty [LP]

2015

trouble by design
And the echo of my mother's words, "Baby, don't you play with fire"
I was always playing the part, first love only set by a spark
There

to hit ya ho I might take her up out the trenches and vacate by the ocean Atlantic or the pacific the pussy was aight but the head game was terrific I

made it back so I could never lose
And they sleeping on me, yeah it's hella snooze (it's cool)
I'll wake em up when I start making noise
Don't give em

admit I'm a writer but this ain't a play
I'm a start up a fire from burning this page
Yeah I say what I mean and I mean what I say
Like Luda said move

Fire

Sara Bareilles

Amidst the Chaos

2019

But when the spade shows up, I call it by its first name

We were, we were never gonna catch fire
We'd've burned up in the flames
Long before they

Think she's your Bonnie till she start
Telling as quick as Tina
I suggest you just treat 'em fair
Sleeping next to me playing
Catch with Steve McNair

We used to smoke cigarettes
And drink beer by the fire
When life gets full of stress
We start chasing desires
We used to smoke cigarettes
And drink

lines off of women’s titties in Atlantic City
I’m not calling her a whore at all but Sally’s selling more seashells by the shore dawg
I Day dream my ex

okay, that's okay
It's just how god designed it
6 holes 60 minutes, that's how I prescribed it
Makin love, Aphrodite
Public hot tubs, Poseidon
I'm on fire

to leave
Like damn

Why you got to
Do me like that
Got me going crazy
She be calling me
Baby she be calling me
Marcus
Shhh

Don't need the neighbors
Knowing

High By The Beach

Lana Del Rey

High by the Beach

2015

that
All I wanted to do was get high by the beach
Get high baby, baby, bye bye

Boy look at you looking at me
I know you don't understand
You could

Stars

Aer

Aer

2014

of specifics
I don't care if it's by the Atlantic or the Pacific
The FAM crew will be a perfect addition
It's obvious that I slur semantics
Tryna make

the window-High up into the sky
My head is filled with broken bones and words that dont apply

I had a job as a pianoplayer in a town by the atlantic coast
played

You Don't Want These Problems

Timbaland

Suffering from Success

2013

standin' in the way
You don't want these problems, you don't, you don't want these problems
You don't want these problems, nigga you don't want these

show you a side that 
No one could ever get used to
Can't believe I 
Went to three different high schools 
Y'all remember water fights by Atlantic mall

Yea

Closed eyes, open letters, hoping better
Hold on, so so long don't know better
I was wiping anxious sweats off my sweater
Thinking if I got it

talking bout it
Uh, come fucking with your boy
They be like why does Noah keep on making all this damn music?
Because I don't give a fuck about what he has

wings
She said I don't want no strings
I said I want skin to skin

Yeah I saw I broke your heart
Lights were going on and off
Saw your tears start to drop

Stress got me in a dark place
Im chain smoking lemon tree Hennessy with a dark chase
Bit up by them roaches, they poking at my scars
Nigga fuck dat

Ford
I don't put no trust in men, I put it all up in my lord
Lotta people are top guns but fall by the sword
All you boys is bluffing like kings

Fire

Zug Izland

Fire

2002

jaw 
Try bringing the heat, I feel the heat on my face 
Don't you start me off with a taste of the ogre's.

Fire, baby! 
Don't you know who we are?

fingers endlessly
McCarthy's on his witch hunt, saying things so absurd
Then we find out there was a spy, Julius Rosenberg

The North Atlantic goes ahead

don't have Queens shooters, heh
Now I'm loading up that revolver nigga
Cause I'm a Queens nigga but be on
Every Ave like a Harlem nigga
Now let's start

You've got mail

Woo, check the WiFi
Call your internet provider, grab a lighter
Smoke a fire in this bitch until we quite high (quite high)
Got