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A*******osphere |
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Miscellaneous |
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Don't Ever ******* Question That |
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Don't ever ******* question that (6x) |
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Enough to hold you to the brightest of lights, |
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to place you dangerously close to that sun, |
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enough to acknowledge the flaws you can't ignore |
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and recognize the cause of what's done is done, |
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more than enough to put my name behind my ideals, |
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and neglect my logic twice daily. |
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enough to keep me looking for my lucy in the sky with gems, |
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when I remember how you used to call me baby, |
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enough to look in my mirror with detest for every tear you shed regardless of |
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why you wept, |
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enough to curse any man who can't appreciate the depth of the ocean i swam |
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till i ran out of breath. |
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I love you, don't ever ******* question that, |
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that's why we'll probably never get along. |
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if I was better at finding the right words to say, I wouldn't need to write |
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these mother ******* songs. |
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I love you, I love you (faded) |
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never, don't ever ******* question that, don't ever ******* question that. |
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riding the public transit, |
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I study the blank stares to answer my questions of how and why I got so many |
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grey hairs. I take care of the nervous that runs through my extension cord, |
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and I reflect on that reoccurring dream where we met the Lord. |
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single file lines, to give her a pound one at a time but when i faced her- |
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I attempted to embrace her, she looked so fine, |
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I awoke from my sleep before her bodyguard had a chance to beat me to |
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submission and I still walk with my religion. |
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I watched the children scurry in circles around a two-way mirror, |
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worrying about which side of the glass projects the reflection clearer. |
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hear the whispers of the wind trying to get me to grin, |
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gassing' me up about the love that I plucked and I've been stuck within, |
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for every eclipse that stares at me from the other side of a paper cup of |
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espresso- |
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I light a match beneath a kettle, |
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and for ever set of lips that become attached and equipped with that program |
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to seek success, i bleed my ethics out a slow drip. |
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I used to know a man who met a woman, dont remember where, |
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big beautiful eyes and light brown hair, |
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she was from the burbs, he was from the south side of the city, |
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this was back when Franklin avenue was still pretty. |
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two different worlds apart, but the world is just a small town- |
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we all know how people like to get down. |
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here we go, aquarius, pisces, |
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feel the flow of the fluid as I swim through it to free my soul. |
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bush shoved the cane without the glove numbed the pain. |
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the magic from up above what it does for the brain, |
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make the love, paint the picture, write the song, the player met a virgin |
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made a virgo named him sean. |
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make the love, paint the picture, write the song, the player met a virgin |
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made a virgo named him sean. |
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make the love, paint the picture and write that song till the break of dawn. |
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I love you- don't ever ******* question that, that's why we'll probably never |
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get along. if I was better at finding the right words to say, I wouldn't have |
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to write these mother-******* songs.(2X) |
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I love you (make the love, paint the picture, and write that song [in faded |
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background]). I love you.. I love you.. |
