you're still at home Takes a flash to figure it out But in your memory you might find some holes Oh, like the last 6 hours That made you realize you're sleeping
place we crashed at, that shed got broken into. We went back there, and all that got stolen, was my pink duffel bag with all my new clothes, and girlie
t know what the fuck is wrong with me Check it out Baby girl, I know I used to do some mill shit to you Coming home late, jumping in the shower To wash off the last
took a train and I went back home There was no one to tell so I didn't telephone That place is just another big unknown to me That place is just another
m fine alone CHORUS: Jeannie was a dancer She lived on Hamden Row I wanted to take her with me But Jeannie she said no A beautiful woman with looks that would last
down on thirty bricks, niggaz is with that Though, federados locked my man yo, hit lotto Three-hundred thousand dollars in the bottle, bitch math is how
By the time I was thirteen I started takin' shape At eighteen I was so beautiful that the strangers started to gape They told me enter the ultimate contest
miss begotten, I am the last one you save here Of course, I'll sleep forever and forever Anesthetize all your horrors away We live inside this black web that
' so bright There's a whole lot of parents losin' sleep Nothin' silent about this night Oh, Christmas is pure promotion Let us not forget why We're all out shoppin' We're all
together not a day less Just know until that time comes And after you cross that first mile That the hardest part is behind you And all the pain will
All at the same time How beautiful and sad it is And sleep I think to myself For all of us, for all of us Sleep I think at last Oh, sleep in Heavenly
Small, a speck in the wide blue sea 'Tis the last of all the land A dweller upon our lonesome isle The last lonely man On weary night, under stars He
. No sad 'Adieus' on a balcony. For one last time, just walk with me. At the beautiful gate of the temple, we must be saved. For deadened, icy pain, covers all
thymine is really what makes my rhyme supreme Soon as I hear the beat, bada-bing You gotta think: a hundred bars...damn, that's a lotta ink Eventually all
why dotn you take it out on me and shoot the last of ur foot off? Switzerland, what about girls?and what about jobs? and what about all the tiem that
see you clear at last See me clear at last You feel ugly, you feel used You feel broken, you feel bruised Ah, but me, I can see all the beauty underneath
the crow piece No peace or sleep, we fight with police This is the city that'll make all your dreams come true So pay attention [chorus] At last
you can, catch me if you dare". At all th4ese moments, and all these daydreams, and all our breaths which dream idly into deaths, deaths: at all these deaths, I remember you beautiful
