Anti-social friends of mine hang themselves with fishing line They wait for time...waiting alone isn't bad I find And coming from a broken home doesn'
Broken glass lines the streets and sparkles one by one A beautiful distraction created by the sun If only I could mould these thoughts to boney fists
Long ago time was still just a friend of mine It's over, it's over, it's over my head I'm a slave to time it no longer waits for me It's over, it's over
You left me here for some boy you hardly know from Spain or France or was it Mexico Well it doesn't matter now I'll have to carry on somehow You told
Standing by the fire late at night a prisoner to this flame The silence brings a chill no fire can warm too cold to explain No sleep, no heat! Each breath
Conveniently I wait avoid these feelings and other mistakes If only I were taller I'd see past the clutter and plan an escape I've hollowed out my heart
Well I wish that I could change whatever happened to you It's not your fault I can't explain but I can hold you When you cry he has no ties He doesn't
You think you understand how really broke I am You sit behind your desk count every penny you own You and your stupid smile I hope you both die I have
Poor John Henry could never prove his worth I sure hope he makes it in the end So frustrated always underrated I sure hope he makes it in the end He wakes
There was a time the way life used to be But nothing, nothing was going the way it's supposed to be I saw the t.v. and I saw the magazines But nothing
I took the time to compare emotions with energy And found that the secret was to always have a strategy The mazes we build to trap our inconsistencies
given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news Iron cuffs, arms through it or stuffed with embalmin' fluid Shit, I'm goin' through it, mom dukes too
Chef But God shit's real as a fuck Throw a buck on Chuckle-Up - Thunderbird in cuffs Skeeter with no teeth - night train lips Beefin' with police - Grade-A inch knees Duke
Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo I say what I want, fuck what y'all think is cool And I hate cops, 'cause most y'all was dicks in school No pussy gettin' niggaz tryin' to cuff
off Head in your chest brain Dead on the van on the express way While I got my hand in the Tech wave Niggas like "fuck, is he stupid?" Cops wanna cuff
't just out here flossin' no shit man I'm out here flossin' about my pimpin' too man 'Bout my pimpin' too And if you want to holler pimps cuff yo' coller
And hope for better days And pick an old song Then we'll dance in the dark It's that needle and thread Stitch up my broken heart! Cuff me up and take
gonna do with it? When I'm in Daygo, I'm bumpin' my music With my dog and dogettes we loop loop Me and lil' Trook like book and Luke duke Now come see
