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Trouble Thinking Of The Past

can see it in my son, were you ever young? Now these days are gone forever Wish, I'd make them last Now we feel so sad together Thinking of the past

can see it in my son were you ever young? now these days are gone forever wish I`d make them last now we feel so sad together thinking of the past

bills And I'm sick of all your bitchin' Bout your poodles and your pills And I just can't see no humour About your way of life And I think I can do more

now I know what it is (now I know) And now I know what it is Cause love is what the trouble is The trouble Love... Love is what the trouble is

Harley Lets go smoke some of that Bob Marley Sip some Bacardi Then go pull up at the afterparty I think we make a perfect couple But you think I'm trouble

bullets. Hello me... It's me again You can subdue, but never tame me It gives me a migraine headache Thinking down to your level Yea, just keep on thinking

a mild day Besides 'Ye, they can't stand besides me I think me, you, and Jay should menage Friday Pink wig, dick, ass, give 'em whiplash I think big

tell No matter how cold you roll, you simply cannot win It's always fun in the beginning but pain in the end Pain, pain, pain, pain Organized crimer, big trouble

time! Made up my mind! and it feels like, I'm gonna make it! This is my time! This is my life! Don't you think about the past! Just let your future