Look at addiction for instance And in an instance You'll wake up out of that Requiem for a Dream But you still caught it in the rectum Right here trapped
hush when I hit that hip, and disconnect it Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and call it stayin` And watch em` pay, I ain`t the one Many come
fall asleep) It's just the same as it's always been I've lost my will for anything It's not rational why you'll go Hear it in her voice She regrets
hand 'Cause you've been missing out on what is chivalry Yeah, stone cold gentleman Aw baby, stone cold Baby, I'm stone cold Here we go, come on Here we go, come
She laid a single rose on my head stone and said "It ain't been easy trying to get along since you've passed on" I hear it momma. It's been real turmoil
in gaelic above the bar which says "God Bless All Here" His guitar sounds like a wardrobe, and it's out of tune at that His singin' voice it ranges
this There's nowhere left to run to No use worrying about what you missed Cause here it is baby it don't get better than this Come on, come on take my hand It
shit from my backyard, go pick it out myself Yellow light let me slow it down, niggas need some help 28 aint enough you need more All this weed over here
Bryon, surprise, I'm still alive with a militant mind Gotta hit it, will die in a minute, did he feel it? Well then, get it rewind, you just trippin
reach I used to keep it here It was much cleaner then They say a rose is a flower And that it is red It blooms, it grows, it wilts And then it is dead
here Shadow people come and disappear Try not to be so all alone It's hard to hear my stomach when it groans 'Cause as much as it's filled with stone
I'm a stranger here You have no heart of stone I'm feeling so alone I know what hell is Reach out - I'll be there Long as the rose is red Oh do not make
horrified when Push comes to pull comes to shove Comes to step around this Self-destructing dance that never would've ended till I Rose, I roared aloud here
'm just a rollin' stone who needs a drop of rain And to taste your honey, Mona, is like lickin' on the sun My truck's hid in the backyard, so come here
curse But in your tongue there is no word for home There'll be no one to roll away the stone Oh Evangeline, you have been a prisoner here Bread and roses
instead? It make you wonder But it's all about a loaf a bread I get the picture And its different since i spoke to... Will's up Will's down Truck's outside Get it
them fast asleep Except it was for the young countess who, for love, she stayed awake So first he played her a slow air and then he played it brisk and
the sun For all the tears from here to kingdom come For every child the streets will claim The curse that rushes through her tiny veins For every rose