Hey Grace, you're beautiful Your face so meaningful I embrace the thought of you Hey Grace, I lost you Hey Grace, I lost you I'm sure we've met before
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life Build my world within you but loneliness comes You can cure you're iodine The world is better for your grace If I plead insanity can I still crash
no reason to treat me like I'm somehow from outta heaven Heaven knows that I've made my mistakes Thank God, what a guy as I say my grace Who woulda
I've been a pretender I'm living a dead life I'm staring into the headlights A get away car that will take me out of my mind tonight Crash and burn an
crash into the sea I know that I will still have you, baby, and you will still have me And that's all we'll need Cause I'm lost in the grace of your
I don't know who you are but you seem very nice So will you talk to me? Shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you a dream? They think I'm crazy They
Like the crashing of a wave On the shores of consciousness We're alive and we're awake to the world And with the gift of love we're blessed 'Cause we
holding those to Bose gold, the Lord's beautiful Before him I'm too shamed to show my face But shit's so, mean I can't help but to fall from grace, motherfucker
I was sitting on top of the world Never thought that would change I had a life that dreams are made of Had everything And in a moment it all came crashing
I survived a dreadful accident In the car crash of the century My shattered hopes collapsed on cold cement But in the back of the ambulance I'd never
words of grace My broken wings that learnt to fly Lift me up and justify I'm standing up, I'm standing out I feel the walls comes crashing down Lift
paper All of these thoughts in my head The times I feel out of favor The fear that sleeps in my bed All of these stones in my pocket My dreams that crashed
to do [Eminem] I am bored!!!!! I came in the diner with skateboarders, and placed orders Ate hors d'oeuvres, and hit the waiter with plate warmers *crash
a dentist Rhymes is made of garlic, never in the target When the narc's hit, rumor is you might start to spit You nice Lord, sweet daddy grace, wind
I rep a lethal and beef, might elect to mosquite you From where beef great you, do as much as dirt as us But they preach lethal The block is crashed,
boy can survive Country folks can survive 'Cause you can't starve us out And you can't make us run We'll survive the new millennium We say grace and
cars (uh) Cross country isn't that far It's like I'm in the race, don't know who you cats are See one day I fell from grace, landed in this place My
