: Come back and haunt me, follow me home Give me a motive, swallow me whole They say I?ve lost it What could I know when I?m but a mockery? I'm so
last good-bye Amy was a fighter She cut like Casius Clay She burned like a fire Despite these rains Where time was a question She only knew one song
: That woman will take you, that woman will break you That woman will make you something you've never seen That woman's got claws, that woman's got laws
That woman will take you, that woman will break you That woman will make you something you've never seen That woman's got claws, that woman's got laws
our last good-bye Amy was a fighter She cut like Casius Clay She burned like a fire Despite these rains Where time was a question She only knew one song
Come back and haunt me, follow me home Give me a motive, swallow me whole They say I?ve lost it What could I know when I?m but a mockery? I'm so
truth, I lied I said, I didn't miss you at all, I never waited for you to call And I never cried but to tell you the truth, I lied
out your candles -- the year won So long, to longing for the ressurrection of an unbrindled wantonness Break in the new year... Break in the new year... Break in the new year
hope you do I said i didn't miss you at all I never wanted for you to call And i never cried but To tell you the truth, i lied Well i can't deny but
a day without my sunshine, sunshine (uhh, uhh, uhh) [Jay-Z], (Foxy Brown) A year gone, and she seein things most chicks only hear in songs (uh-huh)
Early in the morning we'll be startin' out Some honeys will be coming along We're loading up our woody with our boards inside And headin' out singing our song
Ya holler and ya holla, ya follow ya fall Yo, microphones get ripped holding us back K dash rocking it out, rocking the cold style Making it up, go along singing my song Woke up, in the early
has sworn to uphold (Yo, I want everyone to listen to the words of this song) Or so we're told I never would a dreamed in a million years I'd see So
out and the mirror pointin' at your reflection, killing yourself you american pie, stop feeling yourself! chorus: [nas :] i woke up early on my born day, i'm twenty years
Hey, son, you made the team this year? Aw th, they sayin' you weren't tall enough? Yeah, me, we gon' cook this up here okay Just come by, later, is that
balls Peanut butter a Japanese chicken clock and when it falls On eight thirty I'm hurting it's early and my hair is dirty Teeth as if beneath a highlighter
the harp with the woman's head nobody would take for song or pity sake The night before Christmas I cried with the cold I cried myself to sleep like a two year