Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort Suffocation, no breathing Don't give a **** if I cut my arm bleeding This is my last resort 'Cause I'
When I drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic How you do that I call it wite boi magic Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden How
now Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right, yeah Play that funky music white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music white boy
I'm a lazy white boy too tired to cook my own grits lazy white boy sick, i aint taken no shit yeah lazy white boy lazy white boy babies burning calling
had to go along with You're banging the rocks at the old city docks Poor boy, poor boy, poor boy, poor boy Poor boy, poor boy, poor boy, poor boy You
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, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Ford, Ford The white boy is back And you know he can never be wack The white boy is back The white boy is back With his foot
This is our last goodbye I hate to feel the love between us die But it's over Just hear this and then I'll go You gave me more to live for More than you
It's been such a long time And I was just a child then What will you say When you see my face? Time feels like it's flown away The days just pass and
Moodswing whiskey Drank it all in the trailer Waiting for the dark to move in Sitting in my step-sister's kitchen Horseflies on the window sill Eyes trained
The ghost comes to visit With my keys in his pocket Kisses on my mouth With his eyes hanging out of his sockets Memories crumbling Under steel resistance
When I first saw you You had on blue jeans Your eyes couldn't hide anything I saw you breathing, oh Saw you staring out in space When I next saw you
else to go My black eyed boy you will find Your own space and time Black eyed soul you should know That there's nowhere else to go My black eyed boy
Can you feel your heartbeat racing? Can you taste the fear in her sweat? You've done this wrong, it's too far gone These sheets tell of regret I admit
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Hey boy don't tease me You've gotta know how i feel You've gotta know the real me Hey boy don't hurt me You wanna live like james dean But you should
Album: Elephant I want to be the boy that warms your mother's heart I'm so scared to take you away I tried to win her over right from the start But
