Wrote a letter this mornin' Put it in your hat 'Cause no one to read it And I know you knew that I bought a joke, a trick or two Just to bring and show
I wrote my story The words flew from the page And my soul in solitary Escaped its iron cage Time is an ocean of endless tears Mama, I got your letter
you know is wrong I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin When I got a nasty paper cut And, well, to make a long story short It got infected
certifiably mad Till the day, that she came And she blew them away And asked me if I'd be her man It seems, that she went and fell In love with my letters
if I'd be her man Till the day she came Says she's been looking for me In love with my letters It seems that she went and fell So the story ends
(That One Day ) Were gonna work it out out out (That One Day ) Were gonna work it out (I Have a Dream) I got a Dream (That One Day) That one day (That
class laugh And everytime she would look back I'd damn near have a heart attack So every year before the summer would start I'd write a love letter and
I love you too baby hehe Allow me to introduce myself I go by the name of Bei Maejor This is what I like to call Broken love song Broken love story It
One of us passive progressive The other mad calm Combine a hundred rhymes Swollen Members Black Magic Tour bus, a pure rush This album is a classic Cuz legend has it The veteran of letters
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell About this guy you all know he had me scared as hell He comes to me at night after I crawl into bed He's burnt
[Puff Daddy In Child's Voice] Uncle Puffy can you read us a bedtime story? Please huh please? [Puff Daddy] Alright check this out right here...
As I walked out on the streets of Laredo As I walked out on Laredo one day I spied a young cowboy wrapped in white linen All wrapped in white linen as
saw you awake force the light of days gone by force this away learned a lot from day glow eyes feel this away torch the sun if it cant keep time force
before my only candle but it's so little light to find my way Now this story unfolds before my candle Which is shorter every hour as it reaches for the day
And many a starving farmer opened up his door It was in Oklahoma City, it was on a Christmas day A whole carload of groceries and a letter that did
Someone's got it in for me They're planting stories in the press Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out quick But when they will I can only guess They
He found a letter. Someone had slipped it under the door. Said I gotta tell you something, I never told no one before. I know it sounds crazy. I can hardly
