a new October Dominick held us down while Cupid shot his arrows the aroma of Italy and a heart waiting to be mended by the other half Enscripted inside
Screened portraits projected through our pockets locate the exits and buy their lives in paper magazines To praise and don't forget to envy everything
This is the outcome when they add more weights on the barbell and subtract words spoken to her an adjusted sight with a lens of testosterone but they
moon a tad bit forever and it lights up your face so I can see a piece of artwork in the night Do you remember when cheaters and water brought you closer
a simple act of faith No matter how we try we're in the hands of fate We take the gift of life and give it to each other We promise you and I a promise
You starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, Sarah, you're late Your train left, mascara and
Even though my feelings aren't returned And in time I won't think about you this way That still doesn't stop me If just for now, wishing we were each other
never call you my bitch or even my boo There's so much in a name and so much more in you Few understand the union of woman and man And sex and a tingle
and Stratejacket Number One Assassin is fully strapped We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps So satan called his posse full of demons and
room She dreams in color but does she know that I love her? I swimming in my abyss of insecure blue, yeah And I'm losing my head And I can't get no
We never really had the chance to let each other know We never really had the time to let our feelings show Small talk kept us going when the only words
In your house with your spouse I'm doin' the nasty I'm a felon ask J rock industries and ashtrays Rancid and hash-ay add gas and rap some And burn the
Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed Wait Sarah you're late, your train left. Mascara and
it's over with that's all she wrote [Eminem Verse 2] Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, Note even a slim chance to make a narrow escape cupid shot his arrow and
massive motherfuckers minds, and pockets So I sold [Incomprehensible] kits and alleyway thigh splits for two bits And five year old preschool pussy And once strong now bony backs and
