Lyrics:
Airplanes - soaring through the sky
Jet trails on the tail of a passerby
Passed by in the passing lane, my past, bye
I don't wanna see you again, I
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I (ohh, I)
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe (oh lord, lord, lord)
We can fly
Of precious stones
Placed above
Where we shall enter in
To US it was given
By YA'OH
Pon his throne
Not One Tribe
Has a gate that's pearly
But understand shawty
always smiling when you're by my side
And that man is rude
He talks to you just like you were his wife
But I would be more kind
My coffee cup has been
place, the usual bunch
And still on top of this I'm pretty sure it must have rained
The day before you came
I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe
we can fly.. but I can feel it in the wind
The beginning or the end
So people keep your head
while everybody eyein'
Add to that a constant fear of dyin'
By gunshot wound, or other violent type of endings
I kept a tough demeanor on the surface
any strength to fight this
I can't find out
Why I
Lie
To myself but
With you by my side though
It's time for fear's demise
And I think I'll be fine if I
stinks.
It had a distinct odor. Distinct odor.
Drip, drip...
I notice you're drinking your seventh hamburger.
Drip, drip, drip.
Well, um. Well, um...
problems are solved
From minding your business
It may sound pretentious
But Toto tell Dorothy that this is not Oz
D O A
I don't know what you might by that
since seventh grade
Way b'fore I knew my way, Dalena was always-ways like a mirror check
Feels like vanilla ice, yeah, MT, summertime, yeah
It's three
Got one stone, hit two birds
Three throws, pics through 4s off
Dap up, no high five, heat, LJ number six
Leaving seventh grade first wrote a real
you love ma and then you leave me
And then I'm falling back in your arms
There's no conclusion, it's so deceiving
Cause I get taken in by your charms
Up by the window of the seventh floor
There's a little bird stretching her wings
She's looking down at the world far below her
I can hear the little
toto
Let me bounce on that stick like a pogo
Sit on his face and he loving me mucho
He like when i fuck him like a nympho
Written By: Maiya Earley
and void are straight
Paths to be walked into eternity again
In quest of nothing by defying whats eternally divine
My soul is cursed, my eternal own demise
I
O widać to po zawodnikach
Kto tabele otwiera kto gra rolę kibica no ktooo
Nie pytaj mnie która to liga booo
To pierwsza liga toto pierwsza liga
Liga
young but a grown man, could tell by my stature
Stackin' money and problems as I wait for the rapture
Death never been no threat, I be chillin',
the seventh wonder
Watched a hawk turn to a dove
'till I saw a cold heart
Changed By Love
Now I'm Changed By Love
I have been a disbeliever
A doubting
release
Please
Time for something new
While I’m breaking through
Seventh Heaven
Gone without a clue
Gotta make something true
Living driven
Rise of my new
seen us, seen us, baby
They see you down on Seventh Avenue
While you're just hanging by a thread
And I'm sitting in a lonely room without a view
Wishing
Walking down Seventh Avenue
Walking to work and I'm singing the blues
There's a bus parked near the curb
He's been there for weeks
There's a guy who
ragged group believed it.
And some gentlemen and ladies believed it.
And some wise men and some fools, and I believed it too.
And you know who I am.
I didn't leave alone
Somebody lying under every stone
Everything that a man could need
In a bag down by my knee
That looks good, this ain't got
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