Time for that daily look into the mirror making sure my teeth are still on straight and i guess my smile is working properly heaven knows things haven
Lovers will spin Lovers will fly Floating off the ground Before your very own eyes Take it to heart Taken to fly Lifting one another to a literal high
Doesn't talk much, enters unnoticed by me like a vapor drifting through the assembly watching others, let down he is removed from the masses, knowing
know I must move on. We are the broken hearts that got lost or set astray. We are the unemployed, still tangled up in our dreams. This is a new sign,
Burning down the house again burning in the autumn wind aint that comical, sympathetic, beautiful watch the roof become a blade caving in on what i
Tip of the iceberg setting free its greater half, Strange how the heat can rip apart the frozen mass. Spinning slow in the water. Edge of an unforgiving
Navigated into my own hole, I've got a stunning view Of all I can't control. It's insulated but the walls are cold. One foot on the ground. One eye
Turn the engine off (flip it into neutral) barrelling down duncan hill leading to a tunnel (like a laughing tiger) swallowing the night and daylight
Have we been falling down the hill? Laughing far too hard to notice? Have we forgotten who we are? Submitting to what life makes us.. In a time of apathy
The Kodak next to me, is what puts me to sleep, and sends me to a place where you're always there. Through wood bed board I peek, I see me kiss your cheek
But if I don't try I'll never know New York City's so far away But I can't wait even for one more day They say New York City's so far away But I can'
and Jesus Christ. (There's Somethin'), Somethin', somethin' about the chase (6 Whole years) I'm a New York woman born to run you down Still want my lipstick all over your face
fever From the way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty fiefa For money, power, respect, get it by any means A New Yorker, slick talker
rip the track This a fact, it's a wrap, uh! (Chorus) [G. Dep] Yo, yo Niggas mad at the fact we bad Man I won't stop like a New York taxicab If your
, straight out the housin', we wildin' Names engraved in the pavement Brick building, grown ladies jump off the roof Nigga get paged, then murdered at the phone booth New York
the juice that they're not gettin' A bona fide playa, now who got the flavor A non stop, rhythm rock, poetry sayer I'm the life saver, the New York
dressed in corduroy ties Now I'm grown up and been married four times Besides, I'm just a sight for soar eyes Brick city, known pop the door wide Stolen Bonneville in New York