Doesn't matter who you are with Doesn't matter where you are going Don't you know I'm still waiting here for you And praying for you In the sunny days
motion Nothing matters Just tell yourself again and again and again Nothing matters However else again and again and again Nothing matters, pride will shatter Our words will never be enough 'Cause nothing matters
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nothing matters Just tell yourself Again and again and again Nothing matters however else, again and again and again Nothing matters Pride will shatter Our words will never be enough Cause nothing matters
master plan It's a disaster man you better ride it out I can see it all in your eyes Your future fades, your minutes are few When the angels make contact
knows he won't divide. And the angel pulls him side-to-side, But the only way to go is down. As the angel... The eyes of the angel... Yeah, yeah, yeah
just pretend But it's killing me, and I don't want you to leave Should I make you think I suffered When it doesn't matter (When it doesn't matter, oh
and gravity, we never could agree But I can almost see the sky When I need to, I close me eyes You're the only thing that's worth holding on to Angel
keeps sending me angels From up on high He keeps sending me angels To teach me to fly He keeps sending me angels Sweet and true He keeps sending me angels
trouble with angels is I really want one Trouble with angels is they're never around Do you really need one? I need one Trouble with angels Trouble with angels Trouble with angels
yeah ooohh babyy (this right here goes out to all my west side queens bait area. los angies,sandy angeio, san hosea, matter fac' the whole mutherfuckin
On the first page of our story The future seemed so bright Then this thing turned out so evil I don't know why I'm still surprised Even angels have their
is risen The question is now, am I unforgiven? "Legends tells that the creator of this poison's name was Ice Although, others have told different stories, no matter
playin' no Boogie Down Productions You ain't tryin' to represent the black community You just carin' about your little ol' R&B bull You play all day and night I represent Los Angeles
out of my head With the streets running red with the blues So the Violins play And my friends always say I?m a fool I?m A Fool I?m A fool My Angels
can't stop missing you Yeah, 'cause I'm in the magazines, on the TV No matter where you are, you might hear me I'm in the magazines, on the TV No matter
your my devil your my angel, your my heaven your my hell, your my now your my never, your my freedom your my jail, your my lies your my truth, your my
does it matter where your purse from? Your hair done, your nails did, your ass fat, but you're dumb Mix Melyssa Ford with Maya Angelou Become a top model
