house the more my world grows So I froze Thinking bout being four years old I'm missing the Days when I was with everyone I knew just around the Christmas
, let me see you two step Come on, let me see you two step, yeah Slam the gavel judge, Judy got a grudge Interrogating me for days on end and I won't
the dark In the soul, in ya heart To the end, from the start Good music In the light, in the dark In the soul, in ya heart To the end, from the start
if you won't lie down!" I'm tired, so tired of the same mistakes I always seem to make It's a different girl but in the end It all turns out the same
Sometimes having certain friends can end up being a weakness See now my dogs turn to wolves and try to front me and surround me Come up out they sheepskin and act all different
Oh, it's you again, don't you ever give up? At one time I thought of giving up but now I think differently You can help change things by learning more
where I been Don't want to meet myself at the masquerade You can tell in the verse if I get worse By the chorus I may be fine A line, my friend, can end
No love gone, everyday holds a new dawn [Business and friendship, where's the line drawn?] Family and friends make it past the front lawn Business is done by the end
thought a hundred bucks to myself, I could getcha End of my life, seems for right. Well you know, whatever. You seem tired, real clever. Had a different
For better days or for worse. "If he'd kept on beating on and holding him down it'd be a different story" Burning skin that is not so real Animate a
Diamond Bridge The street was straight, straight and narrow The bridge was not, I'm gonna burst my seams Know what temptation means Days were old and nights got hot Feel the difference
I wanna get drunk and then get drunker Yeah live every minute to the limit till the end of my days Oh yeah spend every minute to the limit till the end of my days
And there are no straight lines in any human designs We live the same lives in different times And I thank the Supreme Being for givin? me my eyes And the days
The door stands open - Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night. Alone, the possibilities are enormous. Step outside
glad Should of questioned how you easily became a nomad If I could do it all again, it wouldn't of happened so fast And it burns with every line jotted
address Exhibit fracture lines that converge towards where the hackers whine Where trappers slack the traps Unlatch the catch then cover up his trackers line
couldn't differentiate from life and your ego Always hiding, always watching from the shadows From London to Rio, always there even in Tokyo Long are the days
day Light of day Well, it's a pretty fine line as community paces (Whoa, can't you see their faces?) Stepping up to the edge daily different cases (