Last night, I couldn't even get an answer I tried to call but my pride wouldn't let me dial And I'm sittin' here with this blank expression And the way
She did not want to drive She did not want to fly She did not want to wait For a bus to come by She did not want to hassle She did not want to hurry
I parked the car, I went inside I left you there, I don't know why But I wish I'd taken you in with me I was hanging out with my pals I swear I didn't
My eyes are perfect but now I see I'm blind Because I didn't notice all those danger signs I tried and tried to tell you oh so many times You should reach
What do we do, ooh, what do we do, what do we do Pressure, pressure, what do we do to do Let's go, they say they want me to chill How you rappin' is
the day is the wife whom i elude the one to whom I should be right although forewarned by peers and kin I always get into the night mother always warned
Wash the flags - I'm coming home I've packed my bags - I'm coming home Shave your head - I'm coming home Save a place - I'm coming home I'm coming
Get out of my way and leave my house Sugar and salt, believe in myself I wait forty days, thirty nights I am amazed Get out of my way, deface this sound
Tonight the Tonight the hills are watching her As she runs towards the sea Yeah she runs so she be free And of all the friends and enemies shes made
Be sure to be quiet in the middle of the night when the dogs are asleep and the wind is high Grab your things and wait by the window I'll meet you by
En plein jour dans le journal Loin d'etre cet homme ideal Mais plus pres de vous Plus pres de vous Plus pres de vous Oh ! Plus pres de vous Plus pres
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