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Maybe there's a God above
But all I've ever learned from love Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya. |
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Well, I've never prayed,
But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now |
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Well, I've never prayed, But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now [/ QUOTE ] Heroin makes good music |
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[ QUOTE ] Well, I've never prayed, But tonight I'm on my knees, yeah I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now [/ QUOTE ] Heroin makes good music [/ QUOTE ] Probably the truest thing ever said. |
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money cash hoes
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Damn, [censored] wanna stick me for my paper,
damn, [censored] wanna stick me for my paper, damn, [censored] wanna stick me for my paper, damn, [censored] wanna stick me for my paper 'They heard about the Rolexes, and the Lexus with the Texas license plates out of state, They heard about the pounds you got, down in Georgetown and they heard you got half of Virginia locked down; They even heard about the crib you bought your moms up in Florida, the fifth corridor," Call the coroner, There's gonna be a lot of slow singin', and flower bringin' if my burglar alarm starts ringin'. What'd you think all the guns is for? All-purpose war, got the rottweilers by the door - and I feed 'em gunpowder, so they can devour the criminals, tryin' to drop my decimals, damn, [censored] wanna stick me for my cream, yo it ain't a dream, things ain't always what it seem they're the one who smoked blunts wit' ya, see the picture, now they want to grab the gats and come and get ya, told ya Biggie won't slip, I got the calicos with the Black Talons loaded in the clip, so I can rip through the ligaments, put [censored] in a bad predicament, where all the foul [censored] went, touch my chedda, feel my Baretta, [censored] what I'ma hit you with, you [censored] better duck.. etc. |
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As I noted in another thread the other day, "We're all just teenage enema nurses in bondage." [/ QUOTE ] whaaaaaa? [img]/images/graemlins/grin.gif[/img] [img]/images/graemlins/confused.gif[/img] [img]/images/graemlins/grin.gif[/img] |
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Sunshine...ony my shoulders...makes me happy....
trite, but true nonetheless. |
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Bob Dylan, Tangled Up in Blue: We always did feel the same, we just saw it from a different point of view. Favorite by far. I don't know what it is, happiness, contentedness, I don't know, but at our core we all want the same thing. How we get there is how we are different. [/ QUOTE ] Yeah, that one is great. One I've always liked is "Dont let the past remind us of what we are not now" by Crosby, Stills, and Nash. |
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Cause now and then She'll get to worrying
Just because you haven't spoken For so long Though you may not have done anything Will that be a consolation when she's gone -Billy Joel, Tell Her About It |
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