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Identity theft
Am I lying to myself when everyone else here sees right through me
and all the products they ve sold me
I let them own me now don t I feel like such a man,
but I ll hide my guilt and no regrets
Smoke a thousand cigarettes and slowly tear myself apart until
suddenly...
and all the products they ve sold me
I let them own me now don t I feel like such a man,
but I ll hide my guilt and no regrets
Smoke a thousand cigarettes and slowly tear myself apart until
suddenly...
Represent me
(Intro)
I d like to introduce myself
my name is ciara
i d like to introduce myself
my name is ciara
(Verse 1)
im givin props to the people that
help me out
and right now ima take the time to shout out
Riverdale, North Clayton
and all...
I d like to introduce myself
my name is ciara
i d like to introduce myself
my name is ciara
(Verse 1)
im givin props to the people that
help me out
and right now ima take the time to shout out
Riverdale, North Clayton
and all...
Right on time
verse 1
been away for thirty days
now I m home and i m here to stay
i ve been thinking since i ve been gone
but you already know
cause i told you on the telephone
i remember your fingers
do you...
been away for thirty days
now I m home and i m here to stay
i ve been thinking since i ve been gone
but you already know
cause i told you on the telephone
i remember your fingers
do you...
One in the same
Trial by fire, to find out the hard way,
what it s like without you, even my best intentions go astray
If passion can drive us home,
guided by voices in our heads can t make sense of this
So never repeat a word of what was said, you, there s nothing quite like...
what it s like without you, even my best intentions go astray
If passion can drive us home,
guided by voices in our heads can t make sense of this
So never repeat a word of what was said, you, there s nothing quite like...
To my better angel
I lost all faith today in suicidal featherweights
With broken wrists and weaker fists
This is the last fight I ll give away...
And there?s something terrible locked in her attic
So I m told?
I can feel it on my face
I still...
With broken wrists and weaker fists
This is the last fight I ll give away...
And there?s something terrible locked in her attic
So I m told?
I can feel it on my face
I still...