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and Lewis and Clark, he expanded the country

Tom served two terms, till 1809 as president
In that time, he reduced the National debt by 30%

Once he retired,

in some way
I look at them to see myself
to judge my life by someone else
The metaphors within replete:
the mirrors are the people that I met

Look

Is it wise to let mystery stir what's shaped in the dark

In the hands of my Lord and my God, I know I'm safe
In the hands of my Life and my King, I

by raw emotion
You got some flow shit, nothin' worth notin'
Beautiful benevolent backstory
To get the past of me
Increasing the chance I'm morphin'

to hide?
I'm crippled by demons and I hate my life
Some days I feel like I'm higher than a kite
Some days I start reaching for the knife
I got empty memories

doesn't wanna go back to when she was defeated

Make me shine, rekindle the flames within my soul
Renew my love for you cause you are
The mystery one that

years of ceaseless pain
And just like a young Tom Sawyer, I could use a lawyer
To sue the man named Sam who dealt me this hand goes by the name of Mr.

the things you do, it’s fine
Even so, you know for you I’d risk my life

I can fly when you’re by my side
We’re like day and night
We give shape to time
I pray

The Only One

112

Room 112

1998

old flame
And his name is Bruce
But blew my eye when his girl drove by
Told me bye then he winked his eye
I'm too Don fo' this, too fly to curse

Good mornIng LIfe
You got me wakIng up before 5:39
To run across a brIdge and draw my lIne
Blue RIver gIvIng shIvers whIle I'm strollIng by
Over my

where the sunbeams end
or the starlight begins, it's all a mystery.
And I don't know how a man decides
what's right for his own life, it's all a mystery

Well the night was deep and the night was dark
And I was at the old dance-hall on the edge of town
Some big ceremony was going down
Dancers writhed

Tom Sawyer

Mindless Self Indulgence

You'll Rebel to Anything

2005

and life are deep,
Maybe as his eyes are wide.

The Tom with the sawyer
With the eye on the you,
the space he invades
He gets by by by by

No his

Baby You Belong

Faith Hill

Cry

2002

to me

Every single part of me believes
Baby you belong (in my life)
Oh, baby you belong (by my side)
There really is no mystery

I think anyone can see

your head I would bust

Live your life in denial
Straight to death skip the trial
Catch 'em kill 'em you're so vile
Tom vigil the pedophile.
Live your

Mystery Girl are you here
Been trying to call you, where have you been
I'm lost without you, please come back again
Mystery Girl plays hide and seek

eternal
And broad is the gate
That led to life destruction

Chorus 
King of history
Master of mystery
I'm amazed by your victory
Giver of mercies
With you,

Yeah I learned a hard lesson about life
Times goes
Times goes by so quickly
Issues
I don't solve are mysteries
Changes
I can't make are mysteries
I still

achieve
In a world full of colorful mysteries
In a life where constant fear can't put me down on my knees
Imagine waking to a nightmare cause it's only

Worked by leaders to revise 
c world that once would brutalize 
The ones who cannot fit the mold and the protocol

Public platforms of untruth
That

have shit
Holes in my shoes picked on by other kids 
I remember when they tried to rob me in the hall 
I called my brother phone 
He pulled up

think I made the Evil Eye cry
When I drive by the pearly gates
The angels get high
I'm like the first day of summer
The fourth leaf in your clover

They tell me nothing matter but this paper always
All I know is grind I'ma hustle all day
Looking at my life I done came a long way
I swear I

Memories to re-replay in the tolls we pay for our confusion
Heightens the mystery of history with one conclusion
Held in the fields of play