It will be forever I believe when I fall in love this time It will be forever Without despair We will share and the joys of caring Will not be replaced
're running in circles. I know more than you think and your words are empty. Of all the heavenly host's! This will all make sense when the records gold
Chorus: Rivers Cuomo] I got the magic in me (I got the magic, baby) Everytime I touch that track it turns into gold (Yes it turns to gold) Everybody knows
I store smiles down in the basement Even in a perfect world we could not breathe Now I'm choosing my battles Now I'm herding the cattle Now I'm choosing
I store smiles down in the basement even in a perfect world we could not breathe now i'm choosing my battles now i'm herding the cattle now i'm choosing
on display so the world can see And that's all they will ever show So the ones in the west Will never move east And feel like they could be at home Dem
For the master has come back It's Mr. Warm and Easy She coulda never leave me Somebody please believe me For the master has come back I'm mad wit it [
my locks got in the way Cool breeze a blow Thru the weeping willow She always leave A fragrance on my pillow When I'm ready She will always follow Me
I'm surprised that we're even alive The sum of all you are Is all in your mind There is no fast forward And there is no rewind Death will end the game
roaming You will hear it scream The cries of Speedhoven Forever roaming Every starless night You will hear the cries Forever roaming You will hear it
I'm afraid that someone else will hear me. I want to scream I love you from the top of my lungs. But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me. You can
the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say. Tonight the headphones will deliver you the words that I can't say. (Tonight I'm writing
we ever had in common I will sever the tie with you You can thank your lucky stars That everything i wish for will never come true When you go, I will
on my neck, yeah what you expect Nigga, I'm something like a pimp Something about the limp Before something like I'm pimp Instead I'm something like a pimp Cause every thirty days I'm
Hoooo!) Holla back (Hoooo Hoooo!) [Verse 2] I'm Gangsta Ya'll just wannabe's Federal Agents on their P's 30 grand 28 on the keys Gotta good lawyer I'm
by them cali hoes It's William Bonnie, stealin mamis Dance closely, even know they feel I'm limey I ain't tryin to send police to ya rest I'm tryin to
your ice cream and turn you into sherbert I got flow I'm like "Sure" but, if it's about dough I'm like "Sure 'nuff" I'm from the bird bunch, Birdman Jr
m the Negro, amigo Get every bay from Tampa to Montigo They say I got the lifestyle, and the E glow I'm in the blow range, no matter where he go I'm that