settee It's so sad to be alone No one cares cos no one's home So if you're there Pick up the phone Because I'm standing on my own Because I'm standing on my own
my own. I'm tryin' hard to find all that's left of me, Now that you left me alone. I'm tired of runnin' away from your memory. I need a heart of my own
die I will never give even if I feel i'm getting stronger everyday with power like this a world with light I know i'll face i'll see this day my own way
some guidance, And my heart will let it show, And... I'm gonna make it on my own! Working late to earn my keeping, Cause no one is gonna pay my way,
my own Sometimes I feel I'm always walking too fast And everything is coming down on me down on me I go crazy oh so crazy living on my own Dee do
and headin' for hell I got a life of my own I said I got a life of my own I got a life of my own I got a life of my own I got a life of my own
: I?m always screaming my lungs out Till my head starts spinning. Playing my songs is the way I cope with life. Won?t keep my voice down. Know the words
Like yeah I be out my top, I be out my mind, but dat don't stop nothing, I still be on my grind, I still be on my gang, I still be on my shit, I'm still
to me I front it all to B.G Trying to live swell Slang yale Stack Mill Doing my come up is living hell But its cool cause ballin is all on my mind On my
Singing this song of mourning, my cradle is full of hope, I don?t give up, I break the wall (and fight forever for my joy) YOu?re going your own way,
at the place it is not what you want but it is what you chase so you don't have to hold all of the candles that burn on their own you will steal all
you in your eye, PAPI [scratching] "Created a song with no bullshit in it" [scratching] "Created a song with no bullshit in it" C-Create, Created a song, with no bullsh...it in it [scratching] "Created a song
over me. Hey you, and all of my good friends They disowned my fucking friends and me. I guess it's because I gotta go off in my little own direction.
date missing: "Dear Mother, Dear Father, Mutiny's rising. I'll soon meet my maker! Oh my god! (What's your name?) Oh my god! (Now say my name.)" But the
that keeps you suffocated and on your knees, lonely, wanting more. He preaches another love song, temporarily blinded by lies. You taken beauty from these words. Rewrite your own
love song I'm your man I will always love you the best I can In our story of riddles and poems, every word that you speak tastes like stone. Like a melody sang my
How to love with no fear My little girl You've gonna stole my heart and made it your own Stole my heart and made it your own
to make it twice You need to stop rocking ice Learn to rock a mic I hope my words come as a shock Get off your own jock Probably why everybody's taking