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I can't wait forever
Wait for something better
I can't wait forever
Frozen by forever
Can't make myself better
No one reads my letters
Hope for

you still get me choked up
Yeah
Cause I sat there by your bed side
That's morning till the bed time
I couldn't get my head right
But I managed to get by

want is just to make it right
Alright let me right my wrongs
I was just a youngin' tryna find myself
Cause it ain't easy being happy when you by yourself

letters by wine and candle light
You may find
That I am your kind
I'm the kind of man who will be your man
Each and every time

I'll be your freak any

Alright (Lyrics)
(Written by John Redmon, James Owens)
Performed by John Redmon feat. Da Clay

I don't care if you stay
Care less if you go
I can't

Most of the days I can say I've been sedentary
Sitting smoking summer grass in the cemetery
Your kind of love's got me feeling extra ordinary
Heart

and his family use to stay
Nicest one on the block
If he seen you drive by
he wave you down and make you stop 
Drank cheap boos smoked big cigars
And he

Serio ill even write you a letter 20 different reasons I'm a pretty good fella. c wise guy mommy why should i lie, but i couldn't pass you by i had

Its been one of those days
I feel kind of peeved
And mentally drained fam
Talk to me
Its just one of those days
I feel a little bit fazed

I'd rather be defined by my rhymes, even if I was pink
I'd still find a beat and just grind my teeth till I am weak
I'm just tryna eat and get by, like

Reunite us, or divide?
Whence we come and whither go
None can tell us, but I know
Passion's self is often marred
By a kind of self-regard
And the torture

Cause I'm just doing me
(I'm just doing me)
Nothing here left for you and me

Ooh he thought he could make me jealous
By sending me some letters
With

create
Boy, I'm actually great
Homie, I used to stash cracks by the gate
(aaahh) the couple stacks I would make with
The MAC on my waist
I could send

what I create boy, I'm actually great
Homie, I used to stash cracks by the gate
The couple stacks I would make went to Mac on my waist
I could send

letters and dreaming of the day.
When I'll be yours forever more,
together we'll run away.

You don't even know me,
all you see is a shell.
The kind of life

Have you ever seen someone sleepwalk
And I'm not talking about on TV

In real life, have you ever seen someone sleepwalking?
It's kind of scary

I've always dreamt of
A certain kind of love
The kind that doesn't exist
There's no white horses in the real world
I'm in the tower, but no one's

memories haunts me, makes the sunny day go dark
But a small glimmer of hope that simply flies by
I hope to God, pray to God, it's the lightness of your smile

wouldn't have my mother or father to hold onto
Behind closed doors, I would cry alone to
Lullaby by Celine Dion, repeating all the Russian words I knew

A letter from my man Avicenna
This is a treat for me al Biruni
The views Avi holds about Aristotle the greek
I can note that I fully disagree

Our

feel like you were a huge mistake
So if I feel alone don't pick up your phone
Cause I might call you by mistake

And although I'm feeling so damn good 
I

me by the waist and said remember this song baby
At first I was a little hazy
Don't wanna wake up from this strange dream
But I knew that it was wrong

I thought it might help if I could try limiting
All of my thoughts to meaningless little things
So I'd get hung up on some letter you wrote me
Go

Dear old lover
I hope you're fine when you're found by my letter
I'll skip past niceties
Discussing the weather
And get straight to it
My old friend