: You're a storm So emotional Moody and Controlled Sly and Involved You're alright You come to me in times You make me realize I'm not the kindest
You're a storm So emotional Moody and Controlled Sly and Involved You're alright You come to me in times You make me realize I'm not the kindest
You're a storm So emotional Moody and controlled Sly and involved You're alright You come to me in times You make me realize I'm not the kindest
rims When you leave the parking lot, check ya limbs You better check ya friends And see if ya baby momma left with them Blacks and Mexicans Stop all
daytime They looked like tombstones in our yard And I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean He sold used parts to make ends meet Covered with grease
probally never understand Germaine", Incoherant speaches, puzzles in pieces, The subchemichal deepness, of his glandular excretions, Realms of Heaven and Hell, Glowin angelic
low like sawdust scrapin' across the plains. He crawled up outside the juda ranch. And started callin' the angel names. And now the architect angel
And now you're feeling sorry Now I'm shattered sad and worn out Ragged raped of mind and soul Empty like an ashtray Damp and dirty grime and grease A
check my rims When you leave the parking lot, check ya limbs You better check ya friends and see if ya baby momma left with them Blacks and Mexicans -
governed by Kings Wings of a phoenix bird take up my words And peck 'em down to a compound, observe Refers his master Stainless glass windows of ancient black
by Kings Wings of a phoenix bird take up my words And peck 'em down to a compound, observe Refers his master Stainless glass windows of ancient black
