When the local population starts to worry about your mood Starts to wonder why the clouds are in your eyes You can tell them that it's the flowers or
chrous Hey I'm a cool type dude I do them cool thangs I'm in a cool type mood I switch them 2 lanes I got ice on my neck, even pinky rings 24
day, bumpin' what you like We can catch a matinee, if that's what you like Football on Sunday, Madden every night I'm what you're looking for, the homie and lover type
Are you afraid, afraid to die? Don't be afraid to try Are you afraid to die? Don't be afraid of suicide Just take that razor blade And cut your wrist
Well, I've got no more reason to live And I've got no more love to give Tonight's the night I'll paint the town red I'll put another whole through my
Once upon a slime I thought you royalty I would never have questioned your loyalty Don't act so surprised, saw through your disguise But with friends
There is no pain like that of desire Is there no difference between women and fire? One burns the spirit, the other the flesh Is sex worth the price of
It's no secret we're close As sweaty velcro Like latex, fur and feathers Stuck together Now In their '62 'vette Sharing one cigarette In a black light
{Sucker}
Hey, you on public assistance Why don't you get a job? Sell some dope and buy some pride It's the only thing you couldn't rob Socio parasite Socio parasite
Lying low now, yeah, for a year or two And I mean it until the week is through Just myself now and the stains to be explained Phone and cancel, stay in
The way your hair fell across your eyes spoiled my plans to never fall again. And when in vain I said so plain, that I could love, love that face hold
Cars are turning over and driving away, I'd like to think of something to talk about. I can't come up with a consolation prize. It's not that I want
she thought long and she thought hard then thought to thank me with an irregular card I buzzed out, I went low. I went down on her before she made me
Here comes winter trial Wishing I could remember being a child On my knees again Begging for Jesus or maybe an okay friend I have been betrayed By an
go on and ask me anything what do you need to know I'm not holding on to anything I'm not willing to let go of to be free, to be free I've got to ask
She's the type of girl that everybody talks about. In a type of world which no one really talks about. But everybody talks about what no one really talks
Ici l'automne chasse un ete de plus La 4L est morte on a repeint la rue Elise a deux dents, petit Jean est grand et fort J'apprends la guitare, j'en suis
