I might be wrong I might be wrong I could have sworn I saw a light Coming home I used to think I used to think There is no future left at all I used
There are better things To talk about Be constructive Bear witness We can use Be constructive With your blues Even when he turned The water blue Even
While you make pretty speeches I'm being cut to shreds You feed me to the lions A delicate balance When this just feels like spinning plates I'm living
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Was that I might be crying It's such a simple sentiment To steal the show And what I didn't know back then Is that I might be losing you I might be
is four Four plus four is eight And eight plus eight is sixteen I can add, I can add I can add, I can add I don't even know Spanish But I'm gonna sing
I never go to work Oh no, no, I never go to work Oh no, no, I never go to work Oh no, no, I never go to work On Mondays I never go to work On Tuesdays I
of me I'm impressed, I'm impressed When that gorilla pounds his desk I fall to bits, I confess, I admit, I'm impressed Through generalissimo's request, I
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I am a paleontologist That's who I am, that's who I am, that's who I am I am a paleontologist That's who I am, that's who I am, that's who I am
gone I can tell by the way hey you're treatin' mean but I might as well be here alone [ steel ] We agreed to try again... Well I might as well be here
he geeked up, girl he geeked up Bitch I might be, bitch I might be Bitch I might be, bitch I might be, yeah East Atlanta slum man is where I come from
Sometimes peaceful and serene, sometimes tearing at your mind I might be that scent of perfume on that pillow where I used to lay I just might be the
watching the clock that hangs on the wall You're thinking of nights that are gone I can tell by the way hey you're treatin' mean but I might as well be
I don?t live today Then I might be here tomorrow If I don?t live today Then I might be here tomorrow If I don?t live today Then I might be here tomorrow
I lost you I'm catching up to the echoes And I hear your voice from the buildings I hear your voice from the buildings I can't hide from my mind Though I try, try, try I
for a home All I need's the top of a head Now all I am is just a scalp I ain't have any head I'd be glad if I had a head Now I have a head, look at
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