[The Game:] Damn it's 1am already huh shit ep you ain't lost a muthafuckin beat since that doctors advocate intro this shit sound crazy piano keys 808
I'll ever see you again Is it a choice that we even have? Bang bang down on the piano 'til I smash the keys Living alone with the melodies Everything's gone
the size of baby powder throw him in the trunk and drop his ass of in that water theyll never find you, ya ass gone float across that water Hold up coma piano
em get to you Ya get out on your own And you/take all that you own And you/forget about your home And then you're/just fuckin' gone There's no logic here
[Bon Jovi cover] Sitting here wasted and wounded at this old piano Trying hard to capture the moment this morning I don't know 'Cause a bottle of vodka
, say something nice to her Fragrant and sturdier Delicate hands for shoulders sliding down Days, days like a summer rain Blink and they?re gone again
Say, say something nice to her Fragrant and sturdier Delicate hands for shoulders sliding down Days, days like a summer rain Blink and they?re gone again
biting at your fingernails. To prove we're not breathing. I'll awake from sleep to give a kiss. The killer is gone tonight. But isn't it bitter to question
now the craziest thing of all Over 10 years have gone by And your still mine Locked in time Lets rewind Do you remember When we first moved in together The piano
child A long...long way...from home WHOOAOO And Sometimes i feel Like I'm almost gone Sometimes I feel WHOAOAO Like I'm almost gone Sometimes I feel
' fucked up in Detroit city Kickin' with the hippies, bikers, thugs Hit me with a micky, fast women and drugs 1 love, for 2 minutes a 3rd minute I'm gone
the city goes Huck, down the beckonin' streets of op-po-tunity whistling his favorite river-song... And a bad-blind nigger at the piano Buts a sinister
Hope climbs atop of the piano reaching out towards the warmth of the sun some man tries to ask her down but now maybe that's where she belongs my
gone. The woman is gone The woman is gone The woman is gone The woman is gone The woman is gone The woman is gone The woman is gone Oh The woman is gone
the hard regardless of the skintone I really feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked on Or will it give a fuck about what others say and get gone
diving off of the deep end of my tragic cigarette. She?s steam, laughing on the windowpanes. The never-ending swaying haze, oh that ever smiling maze ballet. Everything?s gone
I've been lost Since she's gone The piano She's really on I don't want you to Marry me Make believe You're Debbie G Come look down on Who you are She