I climb the mountain top, I saw the bottom drop. I cling to drift wood, I swim in the deep world. Words unspoken, seem so foreign. Have you heard this
where did i go so wrong singing the same sad song sittin home all alone saying woe is me la la la la la la la so now i'm callin all of my friends and
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(Boy)Beautiful (x7) Uh, Chip on my shoulder big enough to feed Cambodia see I Neva fit into they quotas Sneakers wasn?t fitting and my knees needed
You know we ridin', yeah we ridin' I got my nigga MC Breed in the house Big Baller, what you ridin' boy, what you ridin'? I got some candy paints sittin
[Written by Porcupine Tree] [Instrumental]
Uh, before you get here Put yo panties in yo pocketbook That's what I told her, over the Motorola Hennessy and Cola I hold her at attention with my manors
d be tearing you apart. You be looking groovy in a sixties movie. Maybe tell the press you died.Little legend baby try your very best to hide. A green tinted
(Chorus) Can you feel it? You can turn me up Can you feel it? You can turn me up So you can feel it You can turn me up I got this bottle on me Shots on
When darkness be closin' in I'm motivated, with the howlin' wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin' that your end is beginnin' Swift silent
WARM RED WINE (Cindy Walker) « © '49 Unichappell Music » Put a nickel in the jukebox and let it play for my heart is so cold with pain
[Lil Wayne Verse] Uh, before you get here, Put yo panties in yo pocketbook That's what I told her, over the Motorola Hennessy and Cola I hold her, at
Let's put a new coat of paint On this lonesome old town Set 'em up, set 'em up We'll be knockin' 'em down You wear a dress babe I'll wear a tie, we'll
it was over when he had the plan to start a-workin' on a muscle man yeah, now the only thing that gives me hope is my love of a certain dope rose tints
(M.Moore/J.Renald) Where do I go from here? I?m feeling a little hollow You got any old ideas You?re not using? I?ll bring ?em right back I guess it
la tarde, soy malo. Si yo salgo por la noche, mas malo. Que pena, mira lo que te has perdio nino por no haber fumao Tanta tinta tonta que te atenta
tus escamas que son los tiros que dan al alma Si quieres verme estoy en las ramas. Fijate un objetivo distinto que soy como un vino tinto q si me
