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feeling in my hand
Could it be that I'm just scared
I wanna let you know I care
I hope this song will help you understand
Yeah
What do I do with leftover

IT’S GOOD TO BE
by Gordon Pogoda, Shannon Penn, & David Young

Wake up, it’s another morning
We start again
The world turns with or without you
Might

Thirteen seconds after midnight you rushed back into the house
Joking that we don't feel any different, verbatim like last time
We fall asleep

you get to rapping ?
I throw my money with my left hand 
I told her duh and end up leftin' 
Now the lil bitch can’t get back in 
Aye
Grabbed the double

the monsters are out I'm embarrassing them and I'm way too equipped got a drink in both hands I akimbo the sip so the party don't end.

pulling her pants down huh 

See the way these niggas be lookin 

Shaking my hands these niggas b pussy 

End of ya story you think you could book me

I

hit the two step
Get everything we don't never half step
Make a lot of money by the end of the night
Ain't it easy when you don't have to fight
Getting

of it
So I became a thug
So fuck the law
That was created
By this motherfuckers
Only to bind the poor
Cus I'm hear to face the world
With my own guts

the same way

That man with the stable of anemic steeds
Says he collects, but ends up taking everything
A faith informed by entropy that won’t shake
He fades

The edge of the sea grows nearer
Should we hope that the seem mends
Or shall we fall off the earth
And meet our untimely end?
Rain pours up from

How can a young man cleanse his way
By taking heed according to your word
With my whole heart, I have sought you
Oh, let me not wander from your

Aw shit, this is some of that crazy space age type shit man
Shit gets me going
I'm about to jump in on this
KO Clancy bitch aka Clancy Kubrick
Space

to understand
Now they won't stop holding my hand
Seems like I just gained 35 friends
And 27 of them showed me
My life's end
One last silent
Heart attack
After

David he wasn't bored
And this is the truth man that we all must understand
Only true joy comes when your holding the Spirits hand
There ain't no reason

I'm the living dead inside and out
With a mind darker than what I rhyme about
I think that I'm Christ because I died drying out
In a drug den three

said I'm sorry I just can't remove the stain
What's a lover without pain
A human filled no emotions
That's a problem in the game
But I been swinging

I can't say it's been easy
Seen some of my loved ones pass by
But you gave me so many chances
Just to start over
God make me over
And you know that I

I think that shit paid off in pieces
Thank Jesus
Folded my hands received this

Deep Breath Yeah
Look at all this fucking weed left yeah
Safe to say I

forceful hands
Oh this town
On my own left home at an early age
It was better than what I left behind
So naive and so damn full of rage
Crippled by

chased me down
Like a child in the night
Gone to chase those silly lights in the sky

You still think you can hold onto the wind
By keeping a clenched fist

nights alone
For a moment keep me warm
It's hard to find shelter from the cold and breathe life into this lifeless soul
When it's your inside that's frozen

Reunion Dance
If this starts to end
Don't you worry
I'll rush by your side
To clasp your hand
Tell me anything
Lean it all on me
They way I leaned

daddy
To take you by the hand
And lead you to bed
And tell you that everything's fine for you
And anyone who looks like you
And fuck everyone else
Am I

a chauffeur?
Underneath the ceiling
Molded by the syphilis

Begone from these demons I raise my hands
Met with silence
I forget my own decrepit Place
Left with