one else You feel the thought of learning again It's all around You're tired of all the things you did You'll work it out You feel it all around yourself
feel the thought of learning again It's all around You're tired of all the things you did You'll work it out You feel it all around yourself You know it
bunch of bullshit Just a poor excuse for you to use up all your bullets How much money does it take to really make a full clip? 9/11, Building 7, did they really pull it
You say you want me And that's a thrill It's like I'm bungee jumping While I'm standing still You wash me over Leave me out to dry But I still got
to run tried to escape I can't carry on, I let my life go to waist I gave my everything, to make it this far And is killing me, to watch it all fall
across the court until we give out Do you take it all or spit it out, are you faking the funk and living a lie? Do you really know what it feels like
s me But I feel so good with darling Lorraine On Christmas morning, Frank awakes To find Lorraine has made a stack of pancakes They watch the television, husband and wife All afternoon, it
that just won't dry at all Tears that cannot wash away the pain Sometimes without knowing it I touch my face and find it wet And my tears keep falling
I'm wearing it well Tell me, what's wrong With a little grind 'n' bump? When the stereos erupt With a kick drum punch? Once you do it once Probably do it
but today I'm coming out the closet Wanna scream it from the mountains like a gay prophet These two words have set me free (no homo) Damn it feels good
Are you out there Where the rainy days begin? To feel rather sad And the walls are closing in Like the darkness around me It's so hard to look away When
it with the same old routine I had it with the same old faces, places Everynight, in my life I started feeling washed up, washed out Hung up, wrung out
damn, he on advocate" The fans fiendin' for it they got the addict itch That's the bundles put it all in your nose These niggaz is lil' me's, hear it all
we worked together it was like nobody's home and every time i'd call you up you'd say you needed time alone all the nights, all the silly fights just
rope All my diamonds real, no gold or glass coat If you all washed up, don?t drop the soap Beastaz the music don?t bang that low It bring ya feet where you can?t feel
it all you got i wanna hear you shouting Tulisa: D A P's To The Which Way Should We Do It Next? i say i trun you around so you can feel the full strech
dad and made him real, real mad but I still feel sad that I put her in time out, sit back in your chair honey, quit tryin' to climb out I told you it
dad and made him real, real mad But I still feel sad that I put her on time-out Sit back in your chair, honey, quit tryin' to climb out I told you it
