Lyrics:
Moving forward using all my breath
Being friends with you was never second best
And I saw the world crashing all around your face
Never really
Moving forward using all my breath
Making love to you was never second best
I saw the world crashing all around your face
Never really knowing
I set straight
Into the eyes of fate
Strange faces passin' me by
The night rains down the drain
I hear the echo of the midnight train
Under the weight
out the window
To pass the time
Looking for states on the license plates
My dad found seven, but I got eight
A car drives by with a kid in the back
He
like mahogany dimes
We findin' beauty in this urban-gritty usually overlooked by many
Movin' through the densely populated city
And soon
I saw a blood washed pilgrim, a sinner saved by grace
Up on the King's great highway, with peaceful shining face
Temptations sore beset him, but
mean more to me than
Words you are too shy to say
To my friends behind your back baby
Won't you say it to my face
[Chorus]
If you want
replies back gun by gun
Past Seven Wrecks I read your four answers: 1. your move 2. I'm tres involved 3. move on 4. love, Beth
I walk it down
This
please don't touch
First find a mate
Second find a place
Third find a bag, to hide the ho face
Real name rover
I said bend over
I started
face winners and losers in a senseless race
The first hit is to be forgiven but the second counts you out
And if you shout out for help here, you'd
A life less ordinary
A second chance to believe
Spending my time wishing
Something would fall into reach
There's no use in pretending
I've
She looks like she's been 'round the world
In a couple of days
A dead flower in her hair
And dirt on her face
And she says "One of these days
steppin'
So my ambition got me pointed in the right direction
Fueled by depression and life lessons
I learned when it comes to being real, ain't no second
face
And spit out slugs
Two, each for you and your thugs
Exterminatin' bugs, aim for the nugs
Play tag, you're it, and when I find you
I'll put your
second to none, there's only one
(It cin't Over, It cin't Over)
We just need that bass
(It cin't Over, It cin't Over)
cll up in the place all up in your
up, grind it up. yellow mask on my face
Had enough, had enough. i'm ok
4321 blow up, blast off
Bend over i work my ass off
Not sober but i need another
way
Out da way I stay out da way
From bitches trying to count my pockets I stay out da way
These niggaz super hate you see it in a face
Don't want
This is the last time, dude
If I don't do it I'm done
My name is Ody, self-explanatory
In court getting judged by the fucking jury
Attack your nurse
in
My face
I can't feel it when I'm with you
Guess I am The Weeknd
If life is a pool then I'm going off the deep end
Traffic on the radio
Songs keep
on my mind won't let it go it got the leverage
Tremendous
Tryna knock it to a new dimension
But who's to say I'm gone off the wall in just a second
shade, reap what you sow
Second million ain't feel different, I done did this shit before
I got pain in flows and drank on dough
And hate on love I
Now who you know leave the scene
Messier than canvas's by Jackson Pollock
Throwing multicolored thoughts at a rapid pace
I make a mess you dissect
Crooked Jack
(Traditional; arranged by Seven Nations)
Come on Irishmen both young and old
With adventure in your soul
There are better ways to spend
will not be displaced
By how much I love you
Can’t let myself take second place
No matter how much I want to
I trusted you because I thought
We had
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