Prime STH Lyrics
Prime STH Lyrics
"24 Song Lyrics"
Apparition Of Sorrow Lyrics
[Closing instrumental]
[Closing instrumental]
Speed it up, let me through
don't waste your time , I'll never be like you
Like this cake? Like this hole?
Like there's nothing ever been told
I'm raising hell like a mad machine
Light me up I'm drinking gasoline
Speed it up, don't slow me down
while I look for things that you will never find
I'm just sure that I want more
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Let's Be Fools Again Lyrics
There were days long ago When your smile came across With the wind in your hair And the rain on your face and Laugh we could Come on let's laugh again. We w
urning out at 24 There were days long ago When your smile came across With the wind in your hair And the rain on your face and Laugh we could Come on let's laugh again. We w
I'm so bored and I want more
24
Ten times removed, don't know where I belong
explicit words in a birthday song
Like this cream? Like this black?
Like there's nothing holding me back
I'm raising hell like a mad machine
Light me up, I'm drinking gasoline
Speed me up, don't slow me down
While I search for thing
Boys Lyrics
By Luther Dixon and Wes Farrell Recorded live at the Jazz Festival, Montreux Okay, I like to do a number now I recorded quite a while ago with those other chaps and
that you will never find By Luther Dixon and Wes Farrell Recorded live at the Jazz Festival, Montreux Okay, I like to do a number now I recorded quite a while ago with those other chaps and
I'm just sure that I want more
burning out at 24
I'm so bored and I want more
Give me more
I know things will never change
I know things will stay the same here
I know I can't rearrange this
24...
Speed it up, let me through
don't waste your time I'll never be like you
Like this
Sensational Breed Lyrics
Get up! (Chorus) (Son Doobie) We steppin' out, don't have me pull the weapon out. Get it out, where you at? What you reppin' now? Up in the club my thugs,
ake? Like this hole? Get up! (Chorus) (Son Doobie) We steppin' out, don't have me pull the weapon out. Get it out, where you at? What you reppin' now? Up in the club my thugs,
Like there's nothing ever been told
Like this cream? Like this black?
Like there's nothing holding me back
I'm raising hell like a mad machine
So fucked up, I'm drinking gasoline
I know things will never change
I know things will stay the same here
I know I can't rearrange this
'Cause I know me