faraway Ill be waiting for you So what I wouldnt give For a tall pint of gasoline To take away everything maybe your love some day So please just stay away Away from here
BG] Oh it's on now, still on now Ain't nothin changed, we still on chrome lil daddy And in the same place [BG] Washington and Ferret on Sunday, they
poor taylor she just wanders around, unaffected by the winter winds and shell pretend that shes somewhere else, so far and clear about two thousand miles from here
: A devil in a midnight mass, He prayed behind stained glass A memory of Sunday class Resurrected from the past Hold your breath and count to four Pinky
: Benny lost faith in a gambling spree. Had to leave this place -- get away from me. We'll meet again. Maybe introduced as friends. He'll come around
: I?m sitting here again Another Sunday morning Trying to figure out just who to be I can?t keep going on like this I?ve got to break away Whoah, Whoah
: Jesus and all his saints couldn't save our wretched face And no man parting some sea could keep you from me We had to walk away from the streets that
drinking Became a proper stinging The devil came and took me From bar to street to bookie No more nights by the telly No more nights nappies smelling Alone here
falling, you fucking pushed me away well you better stay cause heaven can wait well i'm falling to pieces today, i think i'm on a cloud just watching no surprises out here
: Everything is slower here, everybody's got a union card They get up on Sunday and go to church of their choice Come back home cook out in the backyard
at Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care Where you at Rock, where you at Over here, Over here, Uh, Over Here Where you at Rock, where
darkness Scream away my mental health Can I ask a question To help me save from myself Enemies fill up the pages Are they me? Monday 'til Sunday in
over the shoulders of those writin dreams Fiendin for the taste of menthol Missed class stayed in the hall Lookin for a squeeze play, better yet a holiday Stayed away from
let him call me He put the Prada bag with the Prada heels wid it The Louis dufflebag had about a mil in it From here to Trinidad, man I shoulda been wid
think upon that windy day And if one day she comes to you, drink deeply from her words so wise Take courage from her as your prize and say hello from
man I Damn I really need a (PARTY) So when the weekend come I'm tryin to get beef then some (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY) Tryin to break the monotony Get away from
punks must go I think were gonna get the old heave ho Don't even hide the dog Or put the bong away We don't want to live here anyway Neighbor called
that's a thang of the past, she got class And be damned if she'd let herself burn and crash She ain't from money so she startin from scratch It's hard
