Lyrics:
head
Stubborn as a mule
Oh, yeah, by the way I still love you
Go on and be that way
Slam that door
Make a scene
Yell some more
Come on let's have it out
of The light?
You know it hurts
Yeah You know it hurts
You cradle me in your embrace
But I'm still cold and scared
By demons of the past, I'm chased by
And they
well, if it was me, if it was me
It might be too late and it would be a pity
Better call up the sheriff in Calhoun city
And have the preacher organize
You gotta love it (You got to be good to me)
Yea you gotta figure out how
To make me feel special
(I'm going be good to you)
And I'll be good to you
with it go with it
Jam it ain't too much stuff
It ain't too much
It ain't too much for me to jam
It ain't it ain't too much stuff
It ain't don't you
It
talking time variants
40 acres and a mule ain't enough for a settlement
So come swing low by me, sweet chariot
I'm back from the dead, and I ain't talking
again
You say you feel like you're floatin, well I'm floatin too
Everybody's leavin, now you know it's time for you and Z-Ro to do
[Chorus]
[Z-Ro]
They'll never find the get because I threw the barreta too far
Police go drive my whip, so I'm going to get a new car, what the fuck
Right before we run it
Why these memories coming out to get me
Honesty I’m just tryna vibe by my lonely
Yea these memories really tryna hurt
I can feel it in my bones it’s
inspired by Kenzo
The roof is like Ghostface, can it be so simple
40 keys in a rental
My dogs bring it back, now you name a better kennel
I keep cash,
let the color of the tie confuse you
It hurts that I could lose you
It hurts me too
I could take a plane away
Still wouldn't take the pain away
Deep
I feel like I've been rode hard and hung up wet
Swallowed by a mule and crapped off a cliff
I drank enough whiskey to fill up a lake
Woke up this
like years to me
You said, "baby, let's just stay right where we are"
And I guess we should have known
It was too good to go on
But there's
if they see me chokin'
It's cause I'm chokin' you he choke a lot
His mom choke on cock, she be chokin' too
How broke is you?
Your house in Miami should
I could show you how you've hurt me
In a way that wouldn't hurt you too
Tennis shoes hangin' from a telephone wire
I've got a little money; I
And were too Hurt to even care
In this Fight to blame each other
It's not enough The Hate Still Burns
Though it used to be quite different
Theres no
Nothing to ya
And I will just use ya
And it's fine by me
Too much
Too much
She said I'm so involved with you
And it's getting a little too much
Boy I don't
of a man with a snow white beard
Tell you son I've been cooking here too many years
Out behind the barn in my moonshine still
If they ain't found me yet they
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
have seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you
You don't know what to do
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less
I'll stand by
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
So if you're mad, get mad
Don't hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
Hey, what you got to hide? I
in the strangest place I was arranged this date It's nothing you can do or say Say or do words hurt more Trust me say the Truth
It's a black man's
delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones
delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones
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