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It s Late at Night
and all i can think about
is how i went to work
and just sat around
and wasted my whole day
time goes by and
soon we forget about
the way we looked
dumb things that mattered
as our lives just slipped away
I mope around like there s nothing to do another day and i m looking for something new

Jacob Thinks I m Gay

Jacob sit s outside the door
and walks into the class when i sit down
he takes a seat right next to me
i never thought about it until now
and even and even if a boy likes me
it s not the end of the world
he may be a really nice guy
but i only like girls
on the computer i got a letter
Jacob says he want s to know me better
a Little flattering but way too strange
that Jacob thinks i m gay
Jacob walks right up to me
before i get my foot out of the door
he takes a second look at me
I guess he wanted just a little more

Inne utwory

  • Moon lake village
  • Boysenberry
  • Remember
  • Easy answers
  • Friday night
  • D 2
  • From the ground up
  • Freshman girl
  • Awaiting
  • Camouflage
  • Westbound
  • We close our eyes
  • Scratch
  • Blackout
  • Residential burglary
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    Love me for a reason

    Girl when you hold me, how you control me
    You bend and you fold me, anyway you please
    It must be easy for you, the lovely things that you do
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    And I never know, girl,...

    Sycamore dreams

    You re the source.
    My disbelief in innocence arise.
    Feel that gosth seducing me.
    Try to reach a hand in that golden circle.
    You are no angel. And my heart is more than emptyness.
    In the shadow of myself and I sleep under the trees
    and no one else is sleeping well.
    Burn me tonight. Feeing my...

    All the way my savior leads me

    All the way my Savior leads me;
    Who have I to ask beside?
    How could I doubt His tender mercy,
    Who through life has been my guide?

    All the way my Savior leads me;
    Cheers each winding path I tread,
    Gives me grace for every trial,
    Feeds me with the living Bread.

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    What becomes a legend most
    when she s alone in a hotel lobby
    What becomes a legend most
    some bad champagne and some foreign bottled beer

    What becomes a legend most
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    Pager

    Yeah this for all those ladies out there
    thats waitin for that hustler that pimp
    that playa to hit you on the side

    Chorus
    I ll make sure I ll hit you on the side a little later
    (I ll make sure I...