you sway? Don't you know I would rather let it suffocate? This constant feeling unfinished rough to take How do you sway? Don't you know I would rather let it
back One glance is all it had to take An advance of a girl no the lust With the dress in black Oh, this is terrible But I'm loving every minute of it
being alone Don't try to make sense out of me Spend your day lonely, being alone Don't try to make sense out of me Isn't it tragic? Isn't it something
then? I'll make this turn out the way it has to be So you make your last move and I'll make my plans See, I leave you behind me It's time to go It seems
still starving for you (starving for you) We can make it out this time We won't stop until our lives are... We can make it out this time We won't stop It
the face I say lets disappear till the morning Lets take it all in, Forget when the night began Your hair is wet, Glistening in the moonlight We're rising, is it
Believe I try to see your eyes and understand it It comes a time when babe I will call you mine Oh, maybe one day But until that day I try and try to
t forget about it Can't forget about it Can't forget about it Can't forget about it Can't forget about it Can't forget about it Can't forget about it
never look away Cause falling is worse than hitting the ground I hope you don't mind I made you stay over that night We found a station you said you love to make
ready, it's so true Was it worth it? Tell me, was it worth it? The things I do to go back to you Was it worth it? Tell me, was it worth it? And now
hope it's something you'll hold on to Just as soon as you think you figured it all out You try it again Just as soon as you think you figured it all
These are just a few mistakes I would love to make, I would love Take so close to home Your body's right to feel Toss them so unreal But it isn't close
up to them rapping tunes every afternoon, I'll be home soon I see the board sometime after june. met a couple of convicts, that's way beyond sick it
open lies Proclaim: "This is a bes It shall ever be Think of the things That shall never be" And our soul stalks empty hearted Empty-handed As it hangs
tunes every afternoon I be home soon, I see the board some time after June Met a couple of convicts that's way beyond sick It seem they dig my style '
rappin tunes every afternoon I be home soon, I see the board some time after June Met a couple of convicts that's way beyond sick It seem they dig my
