I won't say a word as I turn every light down in this town you won't hear me coming not the sound of my feet running to take you down these New York
Well i?m looking for some kind of anchor, someone to stand taller than me, to pull me up through these falling leaves. i?ve already got so much anger
I?ve gone and lost my sense of self right out the door And back down on the floor again I?m just glad that I?ve got my friends to stand at my back when
I wish that I could say the pain wasn?t enough to keep me awake some nights it was just to much for me to take This road is a dead end when all I want
I know it's late but I've been up for days we haven't spoken in far too long cause I have nothing left to say I'm a mess with all this constant stress
I?ve gone and lost my sense of self right out the door And back down on the floor again I?m just glad that I?ve got my friends to stand at my back
Bun B) [Verse 1: Wale] Ma ma ma mirror, tell me I'm the realest Since all these other niggas ca ca can't mix la la lyrics And sure gun bustin is such
warning," "Oh no," says the Sergeant. "I'll have no such chat, And neither will I take it from snappy young brats, For if you insult me with one other
The nights grow cold, my search for gold Is leading nowhere Whichever lonely road I take It seems to go where It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow
: Other . . . objectionable . . . tools of gratification in some twisted mind . . . Johnny Guitar Watson: YEAH! Senator Trible: Now, the effects of such
the bounds of you weak imagination Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold. Let me take you there and show you a living story Let me show you others such
's all Greek to me Well some say I'm lazy And others say that's just me Some say I'm crazy I guess I'll always be But it's been such a long time Since
all Greek to me Well some say I'm lazy And others say that's just me Some say I'm crazy I guess I'll always be But it's been such a long time Since
'm from the 80's, Home of the heroine, Error of the hustlers, uh The world is my custy New rich porter The way I flip quarters Front on all these other
birds such lovely words and make 'em sing for you I'd teach the birds such lovely words and make 'em sing for you If the world was mine I'd paint it gold
town called Millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole town turn to gold
Some girls give me jewelry Others buy me clothes Some girls give me children I never asked them for So give me all your money Give me all your gold I
give me jewelry Others buy me clothes Some girls give me children I never asked them for So give me all your money Give me all your gold I'll
