If I dreamed, I would dream of you. If I live I would, live for you. There comes a time when we must overcome our fears. Fall on our face and let love
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Before becoming a runaway slave Here's a taste of mental slavery A backtrack You don't, you don't catch hell because you're a Methodist or a Baptist
pain right through his chest He pictured back to when they met Open door on a movie set Her brown eyes took his breath And every word she spoke to him
strobes of aurora on bottles of wine I think I'm catching waves again I think I'm catching waves Yeah, I know it Went out west and spoke to the sky
run and I run, and I run Good bye to the world, good bye to my girl Say hello to my home the street corner Its absurd every word that was spoken It
Lies Only lies Spoken by runaway eyes I don't hear what they say When they talk this way Though they say everything twice Spiders and flies We're caught
find they owned the lot adjacent Mark the blasphemy elements of elogance and savagery Murder the gossip, fuck it run off happily The broken spoke cyclers
all a...) And I spoke my mind and it liberated me motherfucker Fuck all these demons (It was all a dream dream... dream dream... dream dream) And I spoke
pain right Through his chest He pictured back to When they met Open door on a movie set Her brown eyes took His breath And every word she Spoke to him
(Walt Meskell, Tim Martin) [Spoken] I found her settin' on a Sioux City park bench, on a late November afternoon. Me, I was just driftin' through. She
the time There ought to be a law about the way she looks, that's my baby - in the raw Don't hold back, baby I can't wait My head is racing like a runaway
, it is relatively revealed That's why i sharpen these words To you like papercutz And I wreck visual images like I'm Julian Lutz What's the name of this runaway
I spoke my mind and it liberated me motherfucker. Fuck all these demons. (It was all a...dream...dream....) And I spoke my mind, hell yea. And I spoke
