Why do you talk that way? It's not what you used to say Can't you see things my way? I feel so strange I'm still the friend you knew Surely you know
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Can you feel the urgency? Like a needle pulling out Can you feel the urgency? Pulses of anxiety We're just faces in the crowd Pulses of anxiety Are
time loves a hero But only time will tell But if he's real, he's a legend from heaven But if he ain't he was sent here from hell Time loves a hero Well
what in the world are you doing you said to me that you were leaving you said it's a problem that you're having well i can't go where you have gone so
Every mom wants her little boy To grow up and be a hero Size years of age She planted the seed His young hands burdened Bewildered and confused How how
is what you get Try and take control of it And not me Don't wanna be nobody's hero Don't wanna be nobody's star Don't wanna be nobody's hero Get up,
Im Hafen wo auf großen Schiffen fremde Flaggen weh'n schlenderten zwei Jungs der eine acht der and're zehn ein Ruderboot das tümpelte am
to me I am more mystery mentally and physically Yeah I've seen the bright lights ever so vividly Party with the star types and mingle with the industry But geez we don't need another hero
the face and say CHORUS: I'm that star up in the sky I'm that mountain peak up high Hey, I made it mm.. I'm the world's greatest And I'm that little
feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make her whine He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides" Just a little lake across the Alabama
I'm feelin' like Tonto ridin' a Pinto Tryin' to chase the Lone Ranger down I'm a little unraveled but I'm still in the saddle Cryin' your name out to
ya blind? A simple look and anyone with two cents would know I'm a hardcore player from he streets Rappin' bout hardcore topics over hardcore drum beats A little
door Phantom Avatar blue though Parked outta space shit We call that bitch Pluto Grown livin' legend In the hood I'm a hero, On that minute fourteen Like a guitar hero
the stash The Roc Boys in the buildin' tonight Oh, what a feelin', I'm feelin' life Thanks to the lames, niggas with bad aim Thanks to a little change
million can't hurt me Fucking insane, the fuck am I saying? Not only am I fly, I'm fucking not playing All these little bitches too big for they britches Burning their little
I was only a little boy when I heard the call Like a voice in the wilderness, that calls to us all So I took to the gypsy life, in the city of love And
lights lights do hit the lights lights lights Lil Wayne:- yeah cash money till the end of me we family, his a friend of me make real nigga moves you pretending to be little