so few and far between. another name gone. i heard it all before. boozed out in the city ona friday night drunk, and fucked, to me it will never be right
Irons from the film "Damage".] "I thought you could control life, but it's not like that. There are things you can't control." Let's stare the problem right
manger Won't you shout halleluiah, here comes the music saviour From your heart to your mind, your spirits to your souls We've come to take control, with
like a jubilant train through your towns past your landscapes of lame ducks past the lines of indifference past the stormtroopers of compromise the deputies of damage control
by your spotlight Can't breathe, can't sleep Need some medication I've kissed goodbye to my reservations I know there's other fish out in the sea Not
you out Mr. Microphone making All the damage felt Like a laser manifesto Make a mannequin melt There's people phonin' in Like it's unlimited minutes Going through the motions Just
beat the clocks Slumerican is out of control Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go But I'm a dump truck, just send another load Peter Piper dump a pile
line (Stay in line) Stay in line, stay in line (Stay in line, son) Stay in line, stay in line (That's right) (Stay in line, kid) Stay in line I'm not
the projected damage that they did, pig number one was white Thought everything he did was right, the pigology of self Pink skin terror and wealth, just
a slug in his heart Mother fuck that stuff it was just a grudge on his part My boy was young and ambitious took his dreams and wishes Try to do right
sound like phone sex Kinky when I talk switch the slang Partner tell that nigga from New York Shorty, come ride on my roller coaster Porn star stamina, I try not to damage
But he's grown nuts like cashew, he must be introduced To your best friend, your best man and new right shoe Brutes execute like John Wilkes Boothe Controlled
m just riding along, see where it takes me Keep buying cars and rims until it breaks me I fold like bread on a loose sandwich, too damaged Still I gotta
tech niner got that ground control All up in your bitch's roll with that ass exposed, yo Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [sole'] Na na na na na You can not fuck
His manger Won't you shout Hallelujah! Here comes your music savior? From your heart to your mind, your spirits to your souls We come to take control
plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We regret to inform you
Not better off with the fellas, you gonna be mine forever They always loving the yella's, that's why I nicknamed you Cheddar But they'd better not touch
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