of a spot in my house where no one can stand in my way. In my own little corner in my own little chair I can be whatever I want to be. On the wings of my
such rogues as you!" He says "Go wash my baby in the milk, And dress my lady in the silk; When hearts are breaking, hands must bow, And well I love my
I wrote my own book I call it Waiting to Explode [Brandy] Sittin' up in my room Back here thinkin' about you I must confess I'm a mess for you Sittin' up in my room Back
milk While minister's wives spent all their lives In China's finest silk My back's been broken many times But my spirit lingers on The day it comes my
me What would it take to take me back? Rebuild that bridge, retrace my tracks I would give all I own, for one little stepping stone What would it take to take me back
. you were born here. husband: and now all the marchers descend from high i will dedicate all of my awakenings to this. and damn all the angles that opress my
to pop, I feel something hot I think I got hit, my jacket is ripped Loaded my last clip then broke out quick and checked the chick She on my back tighter
'd be through with him." "I know what you mean, my God, he was like an octopus. Hands all over the place." She gestured, raising her arms upwards in defense
'd be through with him." "I know what you mean. My God, he was like an octopus. Hands all over the place." She gestured, raising her arms upward in defense
the nature pills, I'm on two calms Sleep with the Calvin Klein silk pajam's Behind my pillow, Bath & Body Works coconut lime gettin rubbed on my arms
Til my day comes heres what Im gonna do(Check it) (chorus): Sittin up in my room Back here thinkin about you I must confess Im a mess for you Sittin up in my room Back
m feelin' right if it goes down 'Cause my third eye sees the lowdown And I know it's not my time to go now 'Cause God's got my back in this showdown So
when a maniacs after you Guilt stirs in the silence of my room, Cant hold back with god, still sin follows through Black jack, fire arms, foreign cars
A scream engaged to peel your eyelids back. Her skin like silk, my lips like knives. A marriage of art and atrocity. A sultry silhouette ensemble. Rib
fall. He raised his arms, stomach twisted, and the sky it went black. (???) I stuffed my bag with their good money, ma, and never looked back. Understand me and my