Lock up the doors and kill the light No one's coming home tonight The sun beats down, don't you know? All our lives are growing cold, oh They bring the
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It's one am, you haven't called Must be four, wherever you are And the photo booth strip And the letter you wrote Feel like nothing I could hold Nothing
You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone And now your sorry your lonesome and scared And you say you'd be happy if you could just come back home
I've got a quarter in my pocket Won't you tell me what I should do Should I put it in the phone So I can come crawling home to you Or should I put it
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Another day, I feel like I'm alone again. I didn't think that growing up meant giving up all my friends, Will this ever end? My life's lost its fun And
Verse 1: charlie brown Bring one mc, two mc, three mc. Send any mc's. it doesn't matter to me. Sterp up like a thief in the night. No wins and I begin
Close the door, put out the light You know they won't be home tonight The snow falls hard and don't you know The winds of Thor are blowing cold They're
The stars are gonna twinkle and shine This evening about a quarter to nine My loving arms are gonna tenderly twine twee, twee twine Around you, around
Chorus: Is you rollin?? Yea I roll kush daily, fuck you pay me, fuck you fuck you, Fuck the CEO, fuck the artist and the goons too Smell like pussy over
(Bob Millard) When everything you own Will fit in a paper sack No one notice you leavin' Nobody ask when you comin' back You live in a rented room Your
Dorothy and Peggy: Life begins when somebody's eyes look into your own. Life begins when you get your guy all alone. From morning until twilight, I don
There are thugs and murders here They want kill and raping you Houses are not very good Only badly ruins Badly houses! Destroyed houses! Cruely gangs
Just a quarter pound of I'cense To make I'man irie A quarter pound of i'cense To help me blow my mind There ain't no peace in this part of town I can
Close the door put out the light, You know they won't be home tonight. The snow falls hard and don't you know, The winds of Thor are blowing cold. They
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