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And that's the hardest thing
There is no time for us think

What we need is a day when we can breathe
Days tend to fall to the nights choking leash
rot and swill

A cut rate degree
Psychopathology
I tend to make a mess
Psychopathologist

For me malpractice makes perfect
When I'm sick I'm
it 
The things that you know are makin you a stone wall stone fence 
Your stories so old you just tend to keep them
Long winding road 
You got
I hear you think about me now and then 
To fantasize about what might have been 
I've always been the one who got away 
The careless bullet tends
much more colorful like that

It's not easy bein' green
It seems you blend in with so many other ordinary things
And people tend to pass you over
You gotta rope and throw
You gotta get your share of buffalo
And win the money at the Rodeo
'Fore you can be a cowboy 

You gotta tend your cattle
a chance she'd take it
Said that life is what you make it
But a few wrong moves led to a few wrong turns
And once your burned your not the same
You tend
these bitches and niggas still hatin'
I used to be ballin' but now I'm Bill Gatin'
Got a list full of problems, I tend to 'em later
Yeah life is a bitch
vain, on tend les mains
Et l'on regrette
Il est trop tard
Sur son chemin, rien ne l'arrête
On ne peut garder sans cesse
Sa jeunesse

Avant que de
Any fool must surely know
You plant a seed and it will grow,
But only if you tend it well.
It's as the wise men so do tell.
The end will justify
pieces and pieced together
Tend to work and work gets done
Best at being was not best at all
was a woman born to weep and fret
And stay at home and tend her oven 
And down her past regrets 
In coffee and cigarettes 

I'm moonin' all
was a woman born to weep and fret
And stay at home and tend her oven 
And down her past regrets 
In coffee and cigarettes 

I'm moonin' all
some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh Still crazy after all these years

I'm not the kind of man
Who tends to socialize
I seem to lean
peace of mind
But as I view this day around me I can see the fool I've been
For today's the only garden we can tend
Today is mine...
A woman's born to weep and fret
And stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes

I'm moody all the morning
tend to go there when I can

She's my knotty pine
Such a pretty scene
She tries to be kind
She gives birds a home
And shelters them
In her coat of green
some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years

I'm not the kind of man
Who tends to socialize
I seem to lean
You, you and me
Tend to disagree
But you, you've gone too far
Cause you, you broke my heart

I don't like it
I don't like it
I don't like it baby
I
Sun God's purest light 
Transforms all beings 
The face of April 
Let the world recover 
To Cupid tend 
All senses of men 
All beautiful ones
I gotta get home there's a garden to tend
There's fruit on the ground and the birds have all moved back into my attic
Whistling static
When the young
way
We tend to fantasize
Even though reality
Will open our eyes

why do we push our dreams aside
We must open our hearts
And then our minds
If it was
se tend
je suis pas cruel
juste violent
par la meurtrière
guette l'infidèle
guette l'indécis
après la colline
j'y suis
par la meurtrière
a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly

It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted

Sitting here remembering

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