My bed makes my body ache And this cannot last. I made a huge mistake Thinking of the past. Swimming in a frozen lake,
I write Not for tomorrow But for today Because tomorrow isn’t promised I promise
In the worst time I always loose focus All these great lines How do I show this Can you rewind
Get up To the world Its happy If you make it that way Your loved ones
Can we grasp a feeling Thrown so carelessly? As we take our seats Beneath the thinking tree. Looking at it all
Just got off work. It’s raining, pretty cloudy. About to go bizirric Unless I blow some loudie.
My vernacular is Far from spectacular. In my arrangement I’ll never change it. But I’m always after her,
If it’s wanted then you can’t lack It was haunted then grew back So I flaunt it to dream I can ena… Dropping words without facts But somehow I feel and simple and…
The grass is green and overgrown The sound machine is Out of tone It’s hard in this world Alone
Northerns saaaaay so-duh pop! Southerners saaaaay Damn! It’s hot!
What is skin? Does it hold the soul in? So we can be forgiven? Yeah, race doesn’t matter. Oh it does?!
As I lay dying I can’t help but say I might beat this I may
Most of the time hard work goes unnoticed. But in the mind I must stay focused. It’s yours, not mine
I was once walking down Pasture lane when crows flew over… Then I thought of subtle rain Pouring over the dead.... And golden sunsets bless this visi…
All of a sudden I just don’t care All this lovin I’m just not there Give me somethin
