All your life, no. You couldn't be mad about it. You've been sailing, sailing oh. You couldn't be sad about it. And it's been all this time.

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Dre, just let it run. Hey yo turn the beat up a little bit. Hey yo, this song is for anyone, fuck it. Shut up and listen. (Hey yo).

Looking for some education. Made my way into the night. All that bullshit conversation. Well, baby, can't you read the signs?

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[Fred Hammond]. Hand 'em. Hands up high, hands on, hands on. Hands on, hands up. In your face, the reason. Hands on, yeah, hands on. [Kanye West].

Can you hear the silence? Can you see the dark? Can you fix the broken? Can you feel, can you feel my heart? (Can you feel my heart?).

(One, two, three, four). Need a boy who can cuddle with me all night. Keep me warm, love me long, be my sunlight. Tell me lies, we can argue, we can fight.

So this is where I am. Hanging on a feeling. Driving through the valley. Just to chase the pain again. So this is where we are. I should've seen it coming.

If I laid down my love. To come to your defense. Would you worry for me. With a pain in your chest? Could I rely on your faith to be strong?

Hey boy, stop pacing around the room. Using other people's faces. As a mirror for you. I know your lungs need filling. Since the gums lost their feeling.

Spent a week in a dusty library. Waiting for some words to jump at me. We met by a trick of fate. French navy my sailor mate.

Dear friends of this academy. Oooh romeo is bleeding to death. To see a friend bleed to death, what for. Some kind of metaphor that I can't see?

On the bank of the Tennessee River. In a small Kentucky town. I drew my first breath one cold November morning. And before my feet even touched the ground.

Let me tell you now. All that's on my mind. For a love like yours. Is oh, so very hard to find. I've looked inside myself. Now I'm very sure.

Friday night and I need a fight. My motorcycle and a switchblade knife. Handful of grease in my hair feels right.

So we're taking the long way home. (Taking the long way home). Take me back to the middle of nowhere. Back to the place only you and I share.

My life's in jeopardy. Murdered in cold blood. Is what I'm gonna be. I ain't been home since Friday night. And now my wife is coming after me.

Carry on, my wayward son. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more.

What was love from my father. Yes I'll teach to my son, yeah. What was love from my mother. Yes I'll teach to daughter. For you must remember my friend.