I woke up dead today And what's worse, I didn't care I just laid there and waited for the feeling to return But the feeling never returned It's a fear
It's a life, working lanes with his wife Hand in hand, they both work at the alley With an arcade in the back Where the young are the restless on the
She invites me to a closet The night glows in her eyes And I know now what she wanted She'd been hinting it all this time And I don't mean to scare you
December snapshots, entire list Endless new years, every day I kiss the empty with memories The naked sky timeless holds me alone, I'll wait Violent
Love, four words, explode above a mnemonic device To remember how it feels when I am with you The glass can't hide, my wounds will find the salt around
I sit here patiently, I'm waiting for another pose Looking straight at the camera But she doesn't know what it's for But she smiles anyway She starts
The projector's on, these lights are off We're teaching the colors in classrooms As the interest was lost Her career's been put in perspective today Is
One more set baby, you'll survive Just play guitar, don't look them in the eye They're all here to see you tonight Such expectations impress the writers
I don't know why they call us Park Ave Does anybody park here, anyone but me?
She sits and stares into her mixed drink Telling everyone she's right, well, she's right I've tried enough on getting over this Just to end up in this
Motorcycle's in the parking lot Revving their engines and it just won't stop Matches the noise screaming in my head Houston, I think we got a problem
in da corners where you hoes be hidin Takin you over in ways you never even thought of The city's under siege nigga dont get caught up Im a 4th ave
know-mean? Queens Day Cash made on Hollis Ave, queen's queen's queen's Yeah yeah yeah, make, make it, make it seem easy Queens Day Cash made on Hollis Ave
it up All my niggaz on the north side, get it poppin' throw it up I don't give a fuck what set you claim Or what block you from or what ave you in I
, I need to chrome up, become a home owner Look, life's a bitch but I'm on her I almost cracked this, no more hustling backwards Up the ave I zip, nigga
that wanna ride hot whips, huh Same one that ain't really got shit, huh She want her hair done, then get her nails done Go to Fifth Ave, just to shop
, threw on a striped yellow tie Threw down a cup of coffee, kissed the wifey goodbye Leave the office each day around eleven o'clock Then you drive, stop, park
