tears, pain and the end in chains but i care about their cries their cries i won't take another bite now you know it's up to you! before you take
HOW COME) When you talk it's with bitter and spite? (AND HOW COME) It's my fault for what you did with your life? And everytime I go to hear you play, you
LONG IT NEEDS A TRIM! I heard he packs a lot in those bloomers, IT'S PROBABLY TRUE LIKE ALL THE OTHER RUMORS! You think you're modern, But that taste
Mum Knowing She Lost Her Only Daughter That Never Made It To 21 It All Started On Friday 13th Up In The Gaff Tryin To Persuade You To Come For A Drink But You
This Fire How Could I Feel This Empty Inside? ( Talk To 'Em) [Mario:] I've Been Thinking 'Bout Giving Up ( Can't Give Up) But There's Something Inside Me That's
this fire How could I feel this empty inside? ( talk to 'em) [mario:] I've been thinking 'bout giving up ( can't give up) But there's something inside me that's
Me'shell: anyone know, it never ceases to amaze me how everbody's always in somebody else's buisness, looking for something, but 'cha know, for what it's
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today, waiting for you to call so I Could pick it up and say hello to you and you would say hello to me Just like my dreams Is there a reason why you
side that's empty wanting it to be your spot (be your spot) But you on my billboard we can act like the charts gonna end up on top (end up on top) Don
know you hide something inside You never tried to get the chance to fit it But now it's time to leave this lie I never tried to fight the way I feel it
We feel miles apart inside Was it something I said or something I did Did my words not come out right Though I tried not to hurt you Though I tried
of feeling sorry for yourself do something about it Admit you got a problem you brain is clouded you pouted long enough It isn’t them it’s you you f-ckin
it's like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just
't you put your laundry basket in the back And sit up front, not askin' it's a trap You just got jacked and body snatched and it's a rap In broad day,
and just rock slow it's not what you expected, tho what you thought though bout time to you wake the fuck up smell the pot smoke it must be the ganja it's
die Oh ya theres an excuse you lose proof so you use There's new rules it's cool if it's helpin you to get through It's twelve noon aint no harm in self
it's confusing you Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems The harder that I try