And I hold you here in my heart As things fall apart A downtown window flushed with light Faces of the dead at five (faces of the dead at five) A martyr
pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand between the pipes From a brown bag pulled five hundred
land five fifty five five fifty five a cinq heures cinquante-cinq ante meridiem too late to end it now too early to start again five fifty five five
working for the clampdown We will teach our twisted speech To the young believers We will train our blue-eyed men To be young believers The judge said five
Clean up the magic, chrome startin up static Greed means that you die quick, click the vision Greed lies anmbition, five slugs for the mission Seven cause
each breath you become more relaxed. Imagine a brilliant white light above you, focusing on this light as it flows through your body. Allow yourself to drift
: I'm still here under the moon [2x] [Violent J] I was just a child but you seemed like so much more The way you would approach me and drift across
: Back about eighteen and twenty-five I left Tennessee very much alive I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been riding on the
Drifter and I'm never in a hurry Read me my rights as if I didn't know this Threw me in the tank with the drunk called Otis With his five o' clock shadow
see the landscape. Please describe its amaranthine haze. it's odd where I am. There are people you're not like them. They just drift and pray for rain quenched golden days. My tears quench five
I died He kept floating past my eyes and singing his songs Life was good now death's all wrong Cause you can't feel a thing No heart flutters in late spring You just drift
just hold my hand say that they made you but you brought your own leash tell me no more no say i'm the last one outside by the drift you read my will
deceiving, they say love is a good substitute Id sacrifice my slumber to be with you. Sense of belonging you are my sense of belonging 2 o five this
trance Da deadliest demon man You thus as the Sosate say Yeah pass me that saucer tray Or pass me a blunt of hay I wanna just drift away, drift away
money long gettin paid way beyond yey You pussy niggas gay in some neon shades So what the fuck I care about for what a peon say But anytime any place fo five
Not a lot I can do But give in to the drifter There's a drifter in me Though I've tried it I'm just not a settler And nine to five Don't make it with
