blacklist Well, I guess that just means more names on the 'People I Gotta Diss' list I love everybody, but I've run out of kind phrases So if I see you
me One minute there, and she was gone! Grantaire I am agog! I am aghast! Is Marius in love at last? I have never heard him `ooh' and `aah' You talk
to me One minute there, and she was gone! GRANTAIRE I am agog! I am aghast! Is Marius in love at last? I've never heard him `ooh' and `aah' You talk
childish without the joy I know that I said I would change I know that I haven't changed A shoulder to lean on and then break/embrace I'm barely breathing
deceive But I've grown wiser with age And I have learned Not all that glitters is gold So at the risk of sounding somewhat bold Those red hot objects of love
I simply refuse Tonight I'll be romancin' the blues You'd think by now that I'd have learned about love But the record shows I've not done well You'
's apparent That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckers Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording I'm feeling like the Bulls, I
could never leave me, somebody please believe me For the master has come back, I'm mad wid it Boom! I know you're loving the goods that I'm delivering
return of the dread I when I get back the entire Empire will start to strike back Well a bare army green full up mi flight pack Some red eye guy a wonder
gonna pay I'm so lonely without baby's love I want you to know I'd die for one more moment I'm just a poor girl Afraid of this cruel world
you and I? I often wonder why I always have to say I'm only dreaming anyway Could it be the sea's as real as you and I? I often wonder why I always have
exception here Because I haven't attended that presentation. A redeeming social value, I find that it's inaudible. I have a hard time understanding it
'thing' To identify with.! We have got the little answers To the things That might` be bothering you! We have got your little toys! (we're busy makin
just release you When I was young I wanted to be a thug hang on the corner, smoke my weed and try to sell my drugs and show no love In '97, all this
of time I can't accept it's the end of the line The scum dogs are calling, I must go back If I can escape earth, I swear I'll quit crack Call girls on
Got a birthday card at Christmas: it made me think of Jesus Christ. It said, a??I love youa?? in small letters. I simply had to read it twice. Wood smoke
. Fortunate for you I'm compassionate enough To throw back what I catch If its underdeveloped And needs time to grow; though I'm remorseful of the pain I've caused you. And I