make me beautiful. As you once thought I was, make me beautiful. Sitting on the bed side you glanced, slightly to the right but in my path. Make me beautiful
it bit Put guns to her head, every word she got hit "Who shot the trooper?" they asked her Put mace in her eyes, threatened to blast her Her mind raced
man. You cross him; he made you pay. I, myself, am no longer an angry man. Don't make me beg you, a?¦don't make me beg. You know what it feels like,
make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? Tell me who's gonna dream the impossible dream of the beautiful cities in the islands
her what she'll do when it comes time to chose sides Yo, her skin is yellow, it's like her face is blond word is bond And her hair is long and straight
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you prouuuuud - make you proud! Took me some tiiiiime (took me some time) now I seeeee Heeeee resiiiides (Heeee resiiiides) in me (in me
] Ladies so I can ? die [Girl] That's right [Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make
incredible, ohh) Fuck that, Slim, keep that for yourself You a crazy white dude and you need some help, word I got a beautiful wife, kids and a gorgeous home What would make
lost tonight (Killa) Would it be alright? You'll see (killa) Her feet go down to DEATH, so don't let her consume you Even though her heart is black, her exterior's beautiful
me of my death and yours. I said to her "In the silence of an eye, I shall smile and arise, and see someone I used to know sleeping; in her room in her
shrouds, I feel naked The windows talk to me and tell me that I ought to leave Only one way out the door, it's too risky Someone might not see me, be
and gut rot Bloodshot Give me one shot, my shot Propped up on enough talk to make time stop The lines of chalk that benjamin might cop Killed the illustrations
thighs Beautiful, dark eyes a strong stare Large lips, soft hands and long hair I said Ill make you smile for the simple fact Im good at it Ill make
yeah yeah yeah The mariner kills the bird of good omen His shipmates cry against what he's done But when the fog clears, they justify him And make themselves
that she loves he tells her beautiful things and kisses her so right she runs away to live with him and his family then come the fights to make things
melodys messeges you sending me hopping that you'll remember me let it be what it is still you can't fuck with this stick and am making them break
of these days killing time staring into corners or at strands of her hair waiting for the call that tells me where to next wishing i could trade these stupid words
me Heal me My dear Brena So vulnerable But it's alright Heal me Heal me My dear Brena Show me lonely and Show me openings To lead me closer to you My
