i cant stand the taste of defeat just like any man but i know i'll loose more sleep if i waste another chance for nothing more than the fear of the unknown
January January to the one, January to the nine I swear I've found my piece of mind Can you let me tell you the rest of your life That you can be anything
I can not hang on to this bullshit forever Can you If you can that's up to you We are so foolish All this coolness can be fickle Lacking in information
You always gave your four leaf clover It's over And I don't know if I'm gonna see your face again You always gave your four leaf clover It's over And
Don't kid yourself 'Cause there's a chance your life means nothing You've got enough to confuse the facts In time they'll know you're bluffing You'll
Never do we stress cause we're known to rock shit Decks are in effect and we're going to cock this Twelve gauge super-fly never had a plan, shit That'
expected to leave So much potential, yeah So much left to achieve Thanks so much for warm receptions And your clear perceptions Thanks so much for stealing chairs
Take me back to yesterday 'Cause I'm not alright and it's not okay, no I know but I won't admit it Someone take me away I'm not okay, so take me away
The year is two double 0 two, nothing is brand new Kid Jimmy, you know you hear me spittin' lyrics over loops Close friends used to call me Supes, Mad
secretly she longs for every penis in the world The only one who doesn't know And while he's bringing in the dough She is so busy screwing the days away The days
The beer is ice cold And it's sold From a supermarket that keeps their prices down This day is not pretentious or fake Home town Sunday shining And it
Tonight I saw your true face Vindictive, a language of your reaction And thank you for returning my faith in what I believed in It nearly went in vain
Lets go Early mornings make me angry And routine takes away the very essence of the day But when reflection shows a need for the latter then it matters
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Early mornings make me angry And routine takes away the very essence of the day But when reflection shows a need for the latter then it matters So I
Take me back to yesterday 'cause I'm not alright and it's not okay, no I know but I won't admit it Someone take me away I'm not ok So take me away
I can not hang onto this bullshit forever Can you? If you can that's up to you We are so foolish all this coolness can be fickle Lacking in foundation
You always gave your four-leaf clover It's over And I don't know if I'm gonna see your face again You always gave your four-leaf clover It's over And
