Lyrics:
with what's going on
I think he's dead to the bone
I'm talking 'bout a money maker shaker
You tell him by the way he walks
I'm talking 'bout the all
who I am and how far I can go
But my imagination
Sees an invitation
To go beyond the boundary
Step by step
By step by step (Step)
I'm on a journey (I'm
And everything is way too wrong
It's time to move along
Disgusted by the scene
Sickened with routine
Staring at the screen
What the hell does it all mean
Station by Station:
Please take my hand
before you
you change the plans
for what its worth
and in the end
I'm lost here, in empty streets
I
Blacked out before I reach my destination
I walk alone beside my imagination
Stories go so far as our conversations
We made it here so at least
QUIET!) so I go watch some TV
Just as I was about to switch the channel I hear someone knock
The door busts in, they rush in and my mom got taken by
Just stop for a minute whose choice is this
Are we playing games or is this just shared fantasy?
You play by your rules I'll play by mine
Just
when I close my eyes
And see you lying by my side
Then I wake up and it’s all a lie, and I
I don’t want to break up with my imagination
I don’t want
to hide my crimes
The past, it always catches up to me
I sold my soul for all it's worth
I gave it up for imagination
I'll do whatever must be done
To hide
of imagination
Welcome home, dear friend
Oh, how long we've all been waitin'
Let's create a masterpiece, breathe life into your dreams
All you gotta do is
the hand that draws
Imagination cursed us all with life
Shamed and defaced scathed and disgraced
Tainted by hatred and can't be erased
Creators betrayed us
of you, dream of you
You-oh-oh-oh-oh
You-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Infatuation by imagination why
Are we the right pair in
A world that's not there when
Woken
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
love, in all but two ways
1. Sleep without you by my side
2. Wake without you by my side Please don't ever leave me
My problem with you is my Imagination
the safe
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I was doin' eighty on the interstate
Tryna make it back before my class started
Country nigga never seen
The lack of imagination
Between how it is and how it ought to be
Between how it is and how it ought to be
Here's a little trap
That sometimes trips up
I've really got to use my imagination
To think of good reasons
To keep on keepin' on
Got to make the best of a bad situation
Ever since that
When your imagination has too much to say
When the chill of the night meets the sweat of the day
And you have trouble understanding what other
down
Common Sense is in your town
I said come on, y'all, get live, get down
Common Sense is in your town
I stagger in the gatherin'
Possessed by
to me a lullaby
Cradle songs for a midlife
Don't forget to pa** me by
‘Cause my imagination runs away
On this 8th Avenue serenade
Meet me
a lullaby
Cradle songs for a midlife
Don't forget to pass me by
‘Cause my imagination runs away
On this 8th Avenue serenade
Meet me at the bathroom stall
population?
And our youth, oh youth, are being seduced
By the greedy hands of politics and half truths
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
your toys
Your imagination grows every day and it makes me proud to say
Oh zuriah, you are a rida
I’m always by your side and nothing ever will divide us
Each step is a struggle, every move drives you more mad
You suffer from imagination
Enslaved by the past
A skewed perception in every situation
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