Another look into her might just free me now. I feel the drowning pounding of her pain And her dreams like eyes, As she looks into my sin. So knowing
without you, Though I'm learning that I have to, And it hurts my heart. I stare at our picture. There's no warmth in this frame. I missed your call another
Translation: Green Fiddler's. Another Sky.
the sun You would've thought I was sterile But I made it to the sky where angel asses erect us Hollwood directors, Melrose dressers Aston's around us Toss another
, you're such a pessimist Your Cup is always half empty I'm just so sick of it I got a different perspective My Cup is half full My Sky is never gray
Burn it all down Wanna buy another round Gonna light up in the sound of the speaker Show your knee socks Drink tequila on the rocks 'Til you make your
soul Starting a fire in my heart Raging out of control We slowly come undone And when tomorrow comes We can blame it on the stars up in the sky We can
is the summer of love The wind in your hair Perfume in the air This is the summer of love Summer of love Everybody loves the sunshine Everybody loves the blue sky
I can feel the sinkin' But then I came around And everyone I've loved before Flashed before my eyes And nothin' mattered anymore I looked into the sky
night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now Wish right now, wish right now Can we pretend that airplanes In the night sky
guns Throw up your arms into the sky One, 21 guns Lay down your arms, give up the fight One, 21 guns Throw up your arms into the sky, you and I
3000, I'll be a problem man The future I am the future (Always before you, always ill) With my demeanor, flip, assemble my own team to Say fuck FEMA in case there's another
't fly My eyes drier then a Las Vegas sky It was you, you said that you gonn' do, do What every other man failed to do, do Your just another dropped
View a sky without any blue Breakfast on incandescent, built to chew Dream to find another world Where a cyborg can love and a cyber girl is still a queen
did he put up a fight? was he stressin' you, wasn't fucking you right well one man's trash is another man's treasure one man's pain is another man's pleasure
sky Can't you see that's where I'm going Got to believe me, that's where I am going Blue sky That's where I'm going Blue sky That's where I'm going
strip in vegas chillin' fillin b-tches' faces with babies b-tch bite yo' tongue, this just ain't a Mercedes, tell the A.T.F. I'm riding with another 380
don't let my dream run dry Underneath, underneath this Amarillo sky" And he takes the tractor another round Another round, another round And he takes the tractor another round Another