were my baby Lately I've been dreaming to myself And girl, I really want you bad Lately I've been dreaming to myself And girl, I really want you bad Lately
scratch the surface, like my last batch of girlfriends That I buried in my fuckin backyard. Still trying to dig their way out I foam like an attack dog, how late
I crossed the river Fell into the sea Where the non-believers go beyond belief Then I scratched the surface In the mount of hell Running out of service
Through a looking glass See her as a carbon atom See her eyes and stare back at them See that girl As her own new world Though a home is on the surface
like it should I’ll give you all night movie marathon and a triple expresso so you can stay awake it might be late - but it’s never too late for that
She became filled earlier As the late of destiny carved her creation To the unsuspecting few Holding in and hiding the pregnancy She continued the dance
about it) It's to late I won't back down. After all, ther's no way out. (fading in, fading out) It's to late... (day after day) I won't back down. (breaking
it should I'll give you all night movie marathon and a triple expresso so you can stay awake it might be late - but it's never too late for that lovin
barely scratch the surface Like my last batch of girlfriends That I buried in my fuckin backyard Still trying to dig their way out I foam like an attack dog, how late
There is a time in late December The sun stands still in winter For three days and three long nights Throughout time we've watched the sky And waited
and followed back the love that we have made Now they're spread out on the surface where we can try to congregate It's not too late to believe that we
things and just punch the clock These days my life I feel it has no purpose But late at night the feelings swim towards the surface 'Cause on the surface
things and just punch the clock These days my life I feel it has no purpose When late at night the feelings swim to the surface 'Cause on the surface
and walk away This amazing hot day I went to see Barney from work My briefcase in my hand sitting down on my skirt The undergounds of the surface was
elusive and deadly cuttlefish At your birthday, I'm Jeff Dahmer bakin a cake As you ponder why your best friend is three hours late I can still rock
" ['97] And it's hot den a mothafucka (all day everyday) i'mma stay loaded up, "krondike" in the trunk And a pound full of james brown
Well I crossed the river Fell into the sea Where the non-believers Go beyond belief Then I scratched the surface In the mouth of hell Running out of
I knew nothing this pretty swedish girl when I saw her vague expression surface, I noticed the agent behind her however, it was too late I knew too much