Text:
Washed Out Feel It All Around

one else You feel the thought of learning again It's all around You're tired of all the things you did You'll work it out You feel it all around yourself

bunch of bullshit Just a poor excuse for you to use up all your bullets How much money does it take to really make a full clip? 9/11, Building 7, did they really pull it

to run tried to escape I can't carry on, I let my life go to waist I gave my everything, to make it this far And is killing me, to watch it all fall

s me But I feel so good with darling Lorraine On Christmas morning, Frank awakes To find Lorraine has made a stack of pancakes They watch the television, husband and wife All afternoon, it

I'm wearing it well Tell me, what's wrong With a little grind 'n' bump? When the stereos erupt With a kick drum punch? Once you do it once Probably do it

Are you out there Where the rainy days begin? To feel rather sad And the walls are closing in Like the darkness around me It's so hard to look away When

damn, he on advocate" The fans fiendin' for it they got the addict itch That's the bundles put it all in your nose These niggaz is lil' me's, hear it all

rope All my diamonds real, no gold or glass coat If you all washed up, don?t drop the soap Beastaz the music don?t bang that low It bring ya feet where you can?t feel

dad and made him real, real mad but I still feel sad that I put her in time out, sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin' to climb out I told you it