When writing your history, I will always be a footnote A distant memory A warning sign of mistakes made The kind that you learn from This song is the
At times I see you, you silver rider Sometimes your voice is not enough Your face in windows, outside forever Nobody dreamed you'd save the world Nobody
Pants on the Ground Pants on the Ground Lookin' like a fool With your pants on the Ground With the gold in your mouth Hat turned sideways Pants hit the
There's a place out there for us, more than just a prayer or anything you've ever dreamed of. So if you feel like giving up cause you don't fit in down
I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm
[Chorus - Lil Wayne] X2 Hey See me point the gun at y'all, me no play Me come for murder them on the cowboy way Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me
I watch how the moon sits in the sky in the dark night Shining with the light from the sun The sun doesn't give light to the moon Assuming the moon's
Caressing the marble and stone Caressing the marble and stone Love is a special form Were wasting the feeling, I feel How I wish you were here with me
Every morning sun would rise Every night stars would come Every second we breathe oxygen I just wanna tell you there is A place with no name
Bado, scoobado, scoobado-bado-bado. Oh, wo-yo-yo-y! When the whole world lets you down And there's nowhere for you to turn, 'Cause all of your best friends
Baby, I know it's been hard for you in this business But you can't give up, you got a lot of people waitin' on you Do your mamma a favor Give them some
I've an image in my pocket Of some dark demon That temptation brought to life And it chokes all of my breath out I'm scratching and screaming? 'Til morning
[Instrumental]
Midnight finds me cryin' Day time finds me cryin' too I've got to get out of town This whole city just brings me down, yeah Gotta get away Gotta get
Never made it as a wise man I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing Tired of living like a blind man I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling And
Kid A, Kid A Kid A, Kid A Everything Everything Everything Everything in its right place In its right place In its right place In its right place Yesterday
feed me to the lions A delicate balance When this just feels like spinning plates I'm living in cloud cuckoo land And this just feels like spinning plates
{This is song two on the album This is the album right here Burn the album} Tonight the city is full of morgues And all the toilets are overflowing There
