I'm sending out a message to myself So that when I hear it on the radio I will know that I am fine I will know that I am love I warned myself of the
Spread your wings for New Orleans Kentucky bluebird, fly away And take a message to Michael, message to Michael He sings each night in some cafe In his
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Hey, yeah, we the same brothas from a long time ago We was talkin? about television and doin? it on the radio What we did was to help our generation realize
[Drake] I forgot about you last night for the first time in a long time I did I was caught up in these drinks they keep on making an amazin conversation
These are the words of a frontier man Who lost his love when he turned bad Take a message to Mary But don't tell here where I am Take a message to Mary
Where, oh, where is that little child that used to play? Another turning of the page, another churning of the day Are you tired of the same? To much flower
Gimme the bad news Yea, tell it to me straight I can take it I'll start on the countdown I've got about a minute left for you Someday, I'm gonna laugh
I don't wanna say I love you That would give away too much Hip to be detached and precious The only thing you feel is vicious I don't wanna say I want
Jimi's going to do a thing he wrote called "message of love" Well I travel at the speed of a reborn man I got a lot of love to give From the
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Get ready get prepared This is Prophecy, God is with us I walk the block like whatever god, my message to y'all feds Who desperate to arrest us young
Left us no more important that right As right is not undoubtedly the correct way Distance can be a line Through the space amid two points in a sphere :
One, two, one, two, three Well I travel at the speed unknown to man So I brang you a message from the mirrors of my hand I said a message of love don
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I've got some letters inside of my drawer that should have been stamped and delivered One is addressed to my ex it says I'm the type of kid who can't
I want you So badly Too bad that You slam me And when you Are reading The words I Write You think that I'm just some Dumb horny guy I'm trying To show
Fill my Head, Fill my Head, with shallow dreams and hopes of things that I can not achieve Sixteen minutes for every sixty is devoted to the selling of
