make it no where, he ain't got no type of time He has no career move, I mean... Verse 1: I come home every single day from working double shifts And
go Fly far away don't let the world pass you by Live for the day when we must stand and survive Now we face the judgment day our souls will feel the
ve got a sickness that I can't seem to shake And I know that you hold the cure One choice remains Every grain is another day Every day becomes another
my pain, Save me for the world won't stop! Scars to remain, Cursed by thy name, Your tears are violent! No sleep all night, Run from the fight, Take another
the day is night and night becomes the day Until the trees and seas just up and fly away Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4 Until the day that is the day
use her vocab, they sounded sloppy She had a style, all her own, respectful and pure I was sick in the head for her, and there wasn't a cure [Hook -
same time every day of my life could we meet after school Finally if I didn't make her cry She wouldn't be with another guy Nothing can cure my headache
back for more yeah you?re the only remedy yeah my only cure I need you know I need you here I need you know this day around me and chase away my
day Until the trees and seas just up and fly away Until the day that eight times eight times eight is four Until the day that it's the day that I'm no
the day is night and night becomes the day Until the trees and seas just up and fly away Until the day that eight times eight times eight is four Until the day
Days) Days Counting the days Great day in the morning The choir sing a pretty song Every day I'm with yo ass is another day wasted, I swear its a day
is out of site And the whole pop scenario is just nothin' but a dream (A bad dream) The day you will wake is the day you get the real cream, nigga
affects me Chorus You wouldn't listen even if I told you Who the fuck am I to say? You're too busy with the lies they sold you Another cure to fix the day
find various songs above the sun We've got lots of time to get to another place, another island What I need is a bit of hope the only chance to cure
paper when d day comes Lord, have mercy For we know not what we do Have mercy We've forgotten to be afraid of you Who can solve the problems of a nation We cure
so sore Allured by the lust, something money can't cure The Devil want me as is, but God he want more Eyes closed, eyes open, great another day, here