will beat without you Guiding it, winding up Leading me Winding up to explode It's the sound of your racing heart That beats in time with every start Reaches up
't know if I will cut through I don't know I don't know if my heart will beat without you guiding it Winding up Leading me Winding up to explode
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don't know if I will cut through I don't know I don't know if my heart will beat without you guiding it Winding up Leading me Winding up to explode
are much fitter" Yes, it was childish and you got aggressive And I must admit that I was a bit scared But it gives me thrills to wind you up My fingertips
Out west they fuckin' throwin' gang signs up Wildin' all out and don't kid where they wind up Next day same ice grill inside a lineup Ya'll niggas' time's up
three dozen nickel-plated stapler up under my seat, why? Robbers on my feet Uhh, cops Elroy's po-po's wanna glock me Chops, Elroy's ran up in my car
reminding Of pages in your writing Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey, rey Up to Monterey Up to Monterey Up
X Spots Mark you cana??t ignore us (Pre-Chorus) Turn up the amp higher Hot as a campfire Caught me a vampire Postin' up my band flyers Thursday's with
fade, where ever we are I spend my last flare up on you Until these dreams of ours come true Midnight burning blue.... From the shore the ice cold wind
what Cause out west they fuckin throwin gang signs up Wildin all out and not carin where they wind up Next day same ice grill along the lineup Ya'll niggas' time up
best to shut up and take The way you ramming inches in me Slam me in different positions Grasp and grip my hips and titties Put one leg up drag and flip me Fucking me up
t get away The snakes and alligators, they whisper in the wind I hear her callin' to me, I turn around again Cry of a creole woman, woke up the devil
outline for a baseball picture. SHELDRAKE So, pitch. JOE It's about a rookie shortstop. He's batting .347. The kid was once mixed up in a hold-up. Now
gafael mewn papur cyfagos a'i daro ar y wal She picks up a rolled newspaper then hits the wall Mae'n gadael gwennynen ar ?ydd yn sicr wedi ei dal Revealing a squashed up
I'd have been Able to find just a word Or only a magic wand To light up your eyes by a flame And keep it through the wind Dreams are made to be broken
Turned out I couldn't cope After the School of Fancy Cookery With Antoinette Pope I learned brazing and saucing, meringue and sift Knead, flute and flour Each Thursday
