me Don't say that it's over Don't say that it's over I'd kill to be closer Dont say that it's over I'd kill to be closer A moment im passing to you
Don't say that it's over Don't say that it's over I'd kill to be closer Dont say that it's over I'd kill to be closer A moment im passing to
me Don't say that it's over Don't say that it's over I'd kill to be closer Dont say that it's over I'd kill to be closer A moment im passing to
they both slowly stood up and climbed off her hands and showed me why she never took some time with a man they climbed deep inside of this woman's garden she closed
strapped so those bitches wont burn me. TAKE THAT NIGGA. F what you earnin. take a lesson and learn it. the most important is that vest and that burner
testimony, an irrefutable sign that there is a God The size, position and angle of the earth Is a scientific phenomenon to see A few degrees closer
Always from the same height And always falling down Burning in the face of love Burning in the face of love Burning in the face of love Burning in the
I'm shining, with the fifth wheel falling flying down the block But if one of these haters, wanna jack me Slugs gon be flying, out the glock I click for no reason, this season
I worked the land to raise a family Til I was weary to the bone But hard labor never bothered me Lord it's all I've ever known Too many seasons are calamity
will take you and make you Everything you've ever dreamed Six days off the cuban coast When a sail ahead they spied A galleon of the treasure fleet The mizzen lookout cried Closer
'm diseased through the seasons they turn Watchin' leaves from the trees turn disease and they burn I'm eager to learn but I'm holdin' my breath And everyday alive is just another closer
just creeps so I sleep when I die Im screamin out why as I reach for the sky I danced with the devil God don?t even reply burn weed till Im high with
keep on creeping away as the seasons change I'm happy lying in the grass Content we're searching for ass too as the seasons change Change, time will tell As the seasons
moving closer to deceit and all is solitude so be a part of the new start 'cause he wouldn't go this far as the sun is still burning the planet's still
Every exit is a season, Every signal is a beacon And the wind, it carries me And it eases up my load Everyday I drag the turns Every candle still burns
dead over my shoulder I loose control again and again I'm out of order but on a concrete fundament feed the burning man inside try to, try to feed the burning
world And hell will come with him Part of the garden, her dark Eden Fed blood by poisoned fronds My heart hardened in her wet season Treading mud in
There's them old four seasons crying Up ahead there's something flying Five miles closer to the sun Check the gas and I wiped the window And I watched a township burn
