years, darling i feel fine i think i'll sell the movie rights cause someone out there's got to bite happy new years, darling i feel fine we can run
new years, darling i feel fine i think i'll sell the movie rights cause someone out there's got to bite happy new years, darling i feel fine we can
I know (I know) But I have my own mind I'll say so if it seems right (Hey rush out) I see your warm face with the soft mouth But it speaks something else (else) I
fine (Party on Friday) But the world's too much (It's too much, too much) And it makes me cry (Feel like I had enough) Sometimes I feel like leaving (I'm on my way) But I
Masta Killa] When I first heard the word I needed air to clear my head. I know you didn't say what I thought you said, my brother's dead, you crazy. Another
for you and all mankind I've lost my mind Psychotic, I'm in dementia I won't be fine I see your escape has been dethroned Cast out in a world you'll
glue while you smell ass I specialize in bitches who communicate, and sell ass If I'm upset, I get a ride and tell ass Put your ass in a butt cast Fingerpop
I see my present partner In the imperfect tense And I don't see how we can last I feel I need a change of cast Maybe I'm on nobody's side And when he
someday Don't sell your soul to have what someone had yesterday Hollywood Oh, Hollywood Not alone Not alone I'm not alone I'm not alone I'm not alone Oh, I
i give you baby i build you a castle with the tower so high just like a mistle baby i need me an angel with the wings so fly know thats official baby feeling
blowing I picture myself right there on some beach, somewhere I circled the parking lot trying to find a spot Just big enough I could park my old truck
I did I can't face another day and night of good ideas and complications And I'm thankful that I didn't open another bottle of inspiration Well, I had a little feeling
news hit me, I bust out with pain and Rivers I cried, my brother just died I'ma see you, my nigga, on the other side I've gone through life pretending
Just got back from the land of Nod Casting dreams on a fishing rod I was tired but now I'm strong I woke, I rose, I wrote this
You wear your troubles well I've nothing left to hide from you I've got no God to sell Just put your hand in mine Then cast your doubts aside We can
man's shoes instead of my own pair I promised discretion and to be at her beck and call I look like a dandelion and feel like a wreckin' ball I ran out
I know it hurts I know you?re bruised But it?s only on the inside I know you?re lost And you?re confused It?s only on the inside I see you walk And you
