up Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul, and my goals Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin But I been thinkin I got my reasons Just to get (by), just
please release my undies Nobody really understands my language I find it complicated just to hold a conversation But still I got a whole lot of patience Sittin' back watching Earth from my
mostly rock n' roll - that I'll surely improvise. And with my favourite guitar, I'll be just strummin' away and bidding goodbye, to another beautiful day. A portrait of my angel, That I love
Bowie) It?s safe in the city, to love in a doorway To wrangle some screens from the door And isn?t it me, putting pain in a stranger? Like a portrait
new day. When you tell me you love me only I begin to dream away. My reverie is a white carousel, a love fulfilled by the whole wishing well, my reverie
change and I'm the motherfucking cashier Nickels for my thoughts Dimes in my bed Quarters of the Kush Ain?t the limes in my head Take my verses too serious
needs change and I'm the mofucking cashier, Nickels for my thoughts, Dimes in my bed, Quarters of the kush, Ain't the limes in my head, Take my verses
everything a man could ever ask for. She is lovely, brighter than a morning star. She is so beautiful, portrait of a sunset. She got everything, including my
now now now oh Way ? ha way ? ha whoah oh *Blow it down The portrait of love Blow it down Heaven?s above Blow it down The club of love Blow it down Glory of love
Denny's, and my stomach holds plenty, But my pockets got holes, I guess the goal is to stay empty... Quite simply put, me and my pockets share interest
never thought that I would live to see Everyone and me Struggling to breathe If this is a lie Then what am I? When the power of love Exceeds the love
une cave minable? Que je vais lui faire fumer du Shit au bang ou a la pipe dans le noir dans les studios avec le gars de IV my Peep's. Elle cri au crime