Tell me the first thing you feel When you're taking in air Tell me the first thing you feel When your body could care less About the time of day About
tell me the first thing you feel when you're taking in air tell me the first thing you feel when your body could care less about the time of day about
Flat bush and going to house parties Red lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then sorry In my lifetime, ain't done too many things Better than watching your first
rewind it back Select or access code is hacked Rock steady reinforcement enhanced advancement Audiences senses audio transmit Thunderous storm strikes with ma jolt and all hard rock like Thing
jaw, raising its eyes, mimicking dogs at play. The sun shuts down, and erases birdlight. And in this stunted eclipse I saw myself, some darkness at last tenously visible, love as the sweetest thing
her last goodbye It was a song walk her over my shoulder Thinking about the moments and the things tat I told her Throught the swamp through the fields
My homeboys told me to drop her for it would be to my benefit She used to say I'd better quit hanging with those derelects Romancing is my thing but I
of the century And I knew, that I was gonna to learn again Again, in this less hazy light I saw the fields beyond the fields The fields beyond the fields
Working in fields with the sweat on my brow gets so lonely Untill i thing about my senorita back at home This week i'll have enough cash to buy clothes
should see the things they've done today Our national guard firing into an unarmed crowd What about our human rights? What about our sense of community? First
If you rely on what your senses tell you, you'll be let down 'Cause sometimes they deceive you, I sensed that You cared about me, but it was hallucinatory
If you rely on what your senses tell you You'll be let down, 'cause Sometimes they deceive you I sensed that you cared about me But it was hallucinatory
in Flatbush and going to house parties Red lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then sorry In my lifetime, ain't done too many things better than watching your first
Her Last Goodbye It Was A Song Walk Her Over My Shoulder Thinking About The Moments And The Things Tat I Told Her Throught The Swamp Through The Fields
my homeboys told me to drop her for it would be to my benefit she used to say I'd better quit hanging with those derelects romancing is my thing but I
body expresses our body as a whole, its internal asymmetries, and also the broken symmetry we wander through. With practice I might regard people and things - the field
