I got no cash, got no girl, but I got the world in the palm of my hand and I don't care if you care or if you understand because i'm a little kid and
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[ T.J. BERRY ] 1 A.M. AND ALL AIN'T WELL JUST GOES TO SHOW LORD YOU JUST CANT TELL I NEED SOMEONE TO EASE MY PAIN SOOTHE MY SOUL AND ERASE YOUR NAME
It was the summer of '95 (So what?) In the backyard Shaving the old plies Feeling so strong (Strong) Something went wrong (Wrong) Straight into my finger
not long ago in my high school days i watched a girl from so far away but everytime she passed me by i turned my head away and quietly sighed. and when
Not long ago in my high school days I watched a girl from so far away And everytime she passed me by I turned my head away and quietly sighed. And when
Sad is the man who drinks with himself To fog up the day that precedes From sad then to happy from happy to bitter That bitter old man is me Hey, drink
Another fucking day It's still a nine to five, I swear I don't want to reach the top I don't want to be a millionaire I know that it may sound crazy
It could've been different if I sang the song so long ago And now I'm feeling like I'm stuck in slow motion again But all I've got is time, running around
[ T.J. BERRY ] NEVER ENDING NOONES BENDING SOMETHING HAS TO GIVE ONE LAST CHANCE TO BREED YOUR DEATH FOR ONE LAST CHANCE TO LIVE YOUR FILTHY NEED TO
I'm leaving here today, I'm gonna go real far away from here I'm gonna find a girl like the one I met in high school But she's not gonna get away this
You're lost again [ verse 1 ] Try to keep your head above the water Better take a deep breath cause it aint over yet Your lies harder to swallow Better
It takes some time you look at me You don't like what you see I don't like who I am, I can change I can change it takes some time In your factory if
She wanted me to tell you to leave She wanted me to let you know That you don't understand her She just needs some time to breathe She couldn't have
Crucified I still remember that night, it was the fourth of July It's still engraved in my mind and I'm not surprised Gang wars, no guns hand to hand
One Love! One Heart! Let's get together and feel all right. Hear the children cryin' (One Love!); Hear the children cryin' (One Heart!), Sayin': give
Broken homes as far as the eye can see. Bird's eye view: An ocean surrounded by cubicles and fast food restaurants with nothing but standard utility vehicles