Feeling for a spot taking all I've got Reach out in despair grabbing into air You took it all too far And all this leaving scars Looking in my hands
forcing wasn't meant you'll break the menace that holds why the strain why the stall for no reason landing on the steep the flat is where you scorn buckling
fully fused with this frustration sits undermined redefined thoughts a change of direction this structure's old scatered fragments of inconsistent alibi
Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her We put on a shine, put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, '
that it was almost invisible. I lie across the path waiting, just for a chance to be a spiderweb trapped in your lashes. For that, I would trade you my empire for ashes. But I choke
Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her He put on a shine, put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran it for years,
for self Now in the summertime, it's like a whole 'nother realm Water victims, fire and oceans overwhelm To walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains Try to run across
just yapping and Hand shaking, laughing, and exchanging all they math again You usually lose touch when you traveling A few dudes bruise up in the batteling Parked on Madison across
lost my head again, where did we go wrong My concern, I lost my head again But this time the apology is written across your face With unhealed lacerations As I choke
said I didn?t fear the distance As if I?d ever been that tough I can hear your voice across the water But that?s nowhere near enough Won?t you fly across
nominated councilors had a joke To build the city's foundations on smoke They thought their idea so funny That their laughter it turned into a choke
the evidence never really evident that my stones was having sex but where i caught my rocks is irrelevant and before the water could flush down the bowl, officer dink head put me in a choke
made for water Ran it for years Till the transom got rotton A piece of my childhood that'll never be forgotten It was, just an old plywood boat 75 johnson with electric choke
bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the committe, hold her head under the water please for an hour, for groveling and spewing and
goes down on another day A day where I haven't found love I try to eat, but all I taste is the flavor of a broken heart Then I saw you across the
the happenings, homies just yapping and Hand shaking, laughing and exchanging all they math again You usually lose touch when you traveling A few dudes bruise up in the battling Parked on Madison across
nigga's breath?ll last, I put him in a leather mask Spray his ass with a can of pepper gas Then watch him grab his neck an' gag Watch the nigga choke
on a one way trip We'll rock it straight to hell Our Crue is Motley and Our theaters filled with pain, pain Across the creek (Across the creek) And
