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I am a black bounty hunter, yes I am indeed
My master and I hunt fugitive slaves, while we ride on steeds
Sadly, I am a slave, so shouldn’t I be ashamed?
She was stupid
The kind of dumb that made you smile or made you shrug
Bold and greedy with enough courage to change the tides
Brazen at heart fiercely burning
In the new modern era
The gods protect every day
Since popularity’s down
They keep themselves away
Not everyone’s a fool though
When Rocky Balboa returned from Russia, he'd been cheated out of his money, he didn't have a penny.I was at his estate sale and I bought his Lamborghini.But Rocky followed me home and said that he was ready to attack.
I come to seek a
Great Perhaps
In a world where I can be okay
i'll confess my sins
and won't dwell on the cut communication
i won't Divide the world into versions of me or You
Dear Tommy
I don't know where you're from or who you are
But you are tearing me apart
You have the money, the ambition and the motivation
But maybe not the action
Your drive is what strives you to success
Dear Tommy
I don't know where you're from or who you are
But you are tearing me apart
You have the money, the ambition and the motivation
But maybe not the action
Your drive is what strives you to success
Your arms draped over my shoulders gently
My head rests gently on your chest
As your other hand is tangled in mine
You’re watching me laugh at my stupid movies
Commands can be heard over an old time radio in a foreign language,
German preferably.
Snap to a black and white shot of old Nazi war planes zooming across the sky.
Lost in the world of doubt, I was worthless until you came around. It's funny cause I get a lot of looks, but the one coming from you means the most. My confidence was down a notch, I needed that extra boost and you're the drug We bonded like yi
I became very angry when I went to a DVD store.I'll tell you why that I'm not going there anymore.When I bought a DVD movie, the sales clerk offered to give me 'The Last Temptation Of Christ' for free.
Oh Hollywood, oh Hollywood
How I long for thee
If I could go to film school for free,
A happy flimmaker I would be
But I have no money
So I must save
In order to pave
Destroyed from the inside out,A tragedy sinners do not mourn.No pity for a star.
Here bright and burning,Here dark and cold,Alive as a star,Dead as a star.
Sometimes, I wish you could see me;
have a video tape recording that you watched
at the end of every day,
that played out the events of my day to day life
like a movie
Moonshinethat croon of minemad and frantic infection, a moan that stirs from hurttoils that strike like weights, pulls at your foreheadskins your knuckles it’s irrelevant my wants,your wants.
It's not a hollywood movie
I can feel you when you come close
It's not like a book where I only go as far as words scripted
I hear your heart beat against my chest
This is a rush I musn't forget
I think life should be a musical
It would make my day so much more fun
But sadly there’s no musical lifestyle were I live
It’d only happen if I became a nun
