ll fuck me in my own way x 5 You should make amends with you. If only for better health. But if you really want to live, Why not try and Make Yourself? Make Yourself
: Will I ever get to where I'm going? Will I ever follow through with what I had planned. I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted And
: Blink and you miss a beat Keep one of your eyes open at all times. Think that you're on the brink? The shit hasn't even begun to hit the fan. Consequence
: It's comin' around again They're letting it out again, again. It's comin' around again They're letting it out again, again. It's comin' around again
: I'd like to close my eyes and go numb But there's a cold wind coming from The top of the highest high-rise today. It's not a breeze 'cause it blows
it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore? Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhere, Maybe if we looked hard enough, we could find a backdoor. Find yourself
: Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the Fear take the wheel and steer. It's
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inside of you. How do you do it? Make me feel like I do. How do you do it? It's better than I ever knew. How do you do it? Make me feel like I do. You
: To resist is to piss in the wind Anyone who does will end up smelling. Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a fist
: A decade ago, I never thought I would be, At twenty three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me. But I guess that it comes with the territory
what you will, say what you mean. You could never offend, your dirty words come out clean. Tomorrow, what price will I pay? Could I make it all up to
: To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three-fold, utopian dream. You do something
To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three fold Utopian dream You do something
Fifteen minutes to six and fourteen floors to go Thirteen suited strangers makes a crowded elevator slow And I've got a million words and phrases on the
Will I ever get to To where it is that I am going? Will I ever follow through with what I With what I had planned? I guess it's possible That I have been
I'd like to close my eyes, go numb But there's a cold wind coming from The top of the highest high rise today It's not a breeze 'cuz it blows hard Yes
