drink to that? You've made your bed, so sleep in it But never call me again You've made your bed, so sleep with him But know I'm the best you'll get
That? You've made your bed, so sleep in it, and never call me again. You've made your bed, so sleep with him, but know i'm the best you'll get. I wrote
? You've made your bed, so sleep in it, and never call me again. You've made your bed, so sleep with him, but know i'm the best you'll get. I wrote
barren waste to your arcade I sang, 'Take me to your leader in my strangest country tenor' The bed I meant to lay was halfway made Leftover pieces aren
your voice was a warnin' That you don't care for me anymore I made up the bed we sleep in I looked at the clock when you creep in It's six a.m. and
you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep And you scream about it I hope your conscious eats at you And you can't breathe without me
'm not here to tell you about me I got a little story about a nasty freak She'd the kind a girl you think about in bed Blowjob Betty give 'em real good
could've ran up in your house and put the gun to your kids but... [We allowed you cowards to live] [Chino XL] You be holding your breath forever tongue
the streets And nut a bomb in the D You lookin' at at least 50 granny in face And if you thought any less, just know you made a mistake They done told you
seem to feel you near tonight In this dim, quiet starlight on the plains I thank you, Lord, that I'm placed so well That you've made my freedom so complete
so! I would've bled to make you happy You didn't need to treat me that way And now you've beat me at my own game And now I found you sleeping soundly
so I would've bled to make you happy You didn't need to treat me that way And now you've beat me at my own, game And now I found you sleeping sound
hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it. I hope you're conscience EATS at you and you
will you make it if you never even try You need to git up, git out and git somethin' 'Cuz you and I got to do for you and I You need to, you need to,
time for you to cum Back to the grave Our affair is through, I've no more use for you, you've paid your deathly dues Back to the grave We've shared
your lips, you can't prove your telling the truth, you can't hurry beauty like you can't escape jury duty, four seven five one six, I've done tricks
