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| Taxi Ride Urban rhymes and spoken lines broken airs beyond repair brown stale thoughts and torn-up hearts we are similar, strange, familiar We carry hard, we travel far we keep us near to what we fear empty words and drunken herds basic, profound, apathetic They sing our songs of what feels wrong that road, our path, we don't look back we forge ahead, on coals we tread burning, soothing, yearning Against we fought, the lies we're taught the sightless roads and moral codes clay-built dogmas and endless dramas freedom, bondage, kingdom They set our grounds, but this we've found to live a life we must do right from in our thoughts and hardened hearts we fail, achieve, exhale |
| late night drowning I can smell the beer while I drown in fear and your temper gets too high the flash of pain when you curse my name and the fists begin to fly I don't feel you stop until I drop and fall against the floor I crawl to bed and pretend I'm dead while you leave, and slam the door |
| flowing, my words start from the top, higher than yesterday, stronger than today |
| on my skin, I mark myself with that which I'll never forget. the stains are just a reminder |
| musky man Peaceful & passionate is the air that he wears like a cologne just the remnant of his scent and I'll never be alone Time will only make us more loving our rings shall become our skin and I will want this man forever outside and within |
| descripcion personal Gruesome y grueso, I feel, yo soy from my soil, mi mierda me paro, I die Only because I choose to solo porque digo that today, en la noche I'm numb, no soy |
| just another boy I'm just a secret, super porno star a quasi, pseudo one on the bar when I give them thrills and take their bills I'm not a hero, I'm not a ho I just like to go go go I love my man, my body's his so's my kiss when I wet my lips make the men want to dole out tips and when the night is no longer young I leave that place, because I'm already done with my hidden life when I'm in my car because I'm just a super, secret, porno star |
| Pablo Neruda said: "Amor es tan corto, olvido tan largo" "Loving is so short, forgetting is so long" He could be right, but I think he's wrong |
| slightly chilly days Remember this September and always say never Never let go of me, never change the way you be Always stay my sun, forever stay my moon never forget that I love you and tomorrow is always soon |
| I've always desired that I cannot acquire like a night when the moon touches the waves and a day when the sun shines the way it was born to be |
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