avoid it, this is the choice I can't avoid it, this is the choice Following the lights out there Superficial tendencies removed from my routine They're belongings from an erased world
When you need someone When it's all gone wrong You'll see that I will be there for you always When the lights go out And the world breaks And your heart
?) My name is Slim Shady Hi, my name is, my name is (Huh? What?) My name is Slim Shady Ahem, excuse me Can I have the attention of the class For one second
Ways of the world, how will I last when the economy crash I'm goin' all out gettin' my cash While spend mine open, wit my eyes on the world Ghettos
He was a memory I can't erase Like a dream come true from out of the night When I first saw you our eyes met face to face I knew right then and there
that, ?I am not the same girl? They think that I am in my own world What makes them think that I have changed, yeah A little dough cannot erase my problems
am not the same girl They think that I am in my own world What makes them think that I have changed, yeah A little dough can not erase my problems
you wish they could meet they have so much in common and you can't believe that you are in portland with your good friend from new york on vacation the world
this what a way Has been a way of today Anyway Push couldn't shove me to understand a path to a base head Consumer should erase it in the first wave But second
surely must erase All the preconceived notions they keep throwin' up in our face On the daily, I run over tracks like Donovan Bailey And break every record, in less than ten seconds
I'm cutting up her pure white dress That I dyed red, that I dyed red I'm putting scraps in cheap tin lockets What time erases and memory mocks I'll send
As I submit the new world grows in Six, I cover myself with lamb skin Black family, fine point to win That again, prophecy watch the magic, can you?
follow all my dreams (To follow all my dreams) Of you coming back to me (To me, to me) If I could take every second every moment that we spent Erase
thought it was the news rushing down the wires, happy in death and fashion, spinning yo-yos and clacking its jaw, raising its eyes, mimicking dogs at play. The sun shuts down, and erases
