I watched the rain; it settled in. We disappeared for days again.. Most of us were staying in, lazy like the sky.. The letters flew across the wire filtered through a million liars..
You want to grow up to paint houses like me. A trailer in my yard till you're twenty three. You want to be old after forty two years. Keep dropping the hammer and grinding the gears.
Let this be a lesson to you girl: Don't come around where you know you don't belong.. They're riding on the avenue and probably coming after you and they all look mean and strong..
Let this be a lesson to you girl: Don't come around where you know you don't belong.. They're riding on the avenue and probably coming after you and they all look mean and strong..