Author: lyricspedia

Think of all the damage done All them beautiful wars that you've won And all those western suns That you've worked your whole life through Remember all the smiles you see Never give in to the big machine And run out of gasoline The first night you take her out You'll be seeing me again...

Well everyone's an enemy I don't know what's gotten into me But every thing I seem to do, seems to come back and haunt you You're always a friend to me So damn friendly And everything we always did reminded me of when we were, kids We'd sit in that parking lot and talk to...

Well my momma raised a scrapper and my daddy raised a fool But I'd straightened up my arrow if it meant I could have you And those cigarettes are flushed And the booze is all poured out But I need you to say yes cause I'm Jonesin' about now And I took you out that...

Hello? Wassup, B. Tiller, man, wassup! It's Bryson, bruh, from the future, wassup? Wassup bruh? What, you was sleep bruh? Yeah My bad bruh, I just had to hit you up and tell you 'bout this mixtape, bruh, this- this "Killer Instinct" you got man like, it's dope as hell, you know what I'm saying?...

DJ Hannah Ohio's best DJ Killer Instinct Tiller Instinct I don't know man, it's just... [laughs] Why are you so paranoid (I can't help it) Why are you so paranoid (ay, they didn't know I could sing girl) Don't be so... They say to me Don't worry 'bout it I'll be famous Keep on dreamin'...

Killer instinct Sometimes Sometimes I be feeling like I made it Sometimes I be feeling like I'm hated DJ Edubb, official mixtape Your wifey's favorite DJ Come and tell em like it is tho You can tell me what you really think about me (oh) Tell me how you really feel (you can kill it)...

Mm Mm (Ooh) Wake me up when the season's gone 'Cause I've wasted all my dawns on you So what do I do? Oh, what I do? I get fucked up just 'cause I'm scared Love's just another drug I have grown a victim to So what do I do? Oh, what do I do?...

Mama's gripping on her hip on the fifth of May In a photo daddy took on a humid day In a town that's anyone's guess Way out in Western Kentucky She's broken-hearted as he's riding away On a motorbike out to East L.A To find a white line, it's such a fine line, between broken...

Adderall and white-lace bras that makes you fall in love You left your blue jeans in my pickup truck New York this time of year ain't good for me 'Cause all my friends lack self-control and empathy All the boys are crawlin' in some shithole in the wall again I missed this place more than...

Matt & Audie were a few fine folk Made love in the morning with a few high hopes They'd leave a note and kick some dirt In a town only good part time work They bought an Astrovan and a loaded revolver To head to Montana where the weathers colder Or they might steer south...