Windswept Life

Am I a cloud in the Sky?
Blown by the wind.
Up so high...
Maybe it's why I like the rain so much.
It brings me back down to earth.

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RN@WY
~linkin park, backyard bangers feat. pheonix orion

graffiti skies

i don't think y'all ready
yo I don't think y'all ready

graffiti decorations under a sky of gray
this constant apprehension still giving me away
the lessons I have forgotten
in spite of all I've learned
now I find myself in question
(they point the finger at me again)
guilty by association
(you point the finger at me again)

i wanna runaway (i wanna runaway)
i wanna know the truth(i wanna know the truth)
i wanna know the answers (i wanna know the answers)
i wanna shut the door (and open up my mind)
and open up my mind

paperbags and angry voices under a sky of gray
this constant apprehension wont seem to go away
all my talk of starting over
these words were never true
now I find myself in question

point the finger at me again
guilty by association
point the finger at me again

i wanna runaway (i wanna runaway)
i wanna know the truth (i wanna know the truth)
i wanna know the answers (i wanna know the answers)
i wanna shut the door (and open up my mind)
and open up my mind

(gonna runwaway gonna runaway)

yall not ready
hey yo i don't think your all ready for what im 'bout to do
yall new schooled dudes that don't even got no clue
how dare you forget about bam and zulu
cool herc and jazzy jay they paved the way
let me spit at you all who said i wasn't going to make it
every time I blazed, yall the first to hate it
my team really keep supreme to stay strong
thas the truth, serious son, they scared to put us on
cant get with hybrids get off your hiatus
too many asrtists dieing for us so I got to blaze it
still repping bk, brooklyn and vietnam
hell fighting families and aceyalone
banging in the backyard on the lp song
im the new communicate, phoenix orion, rock on

i wanna runaway (i wanna runaway)
i wanna know the truth (i wanna know the truth)
i wanna know the answers (i wanna know the answers)
i wanna shut the door (and open up my mind)
and open up my mind
~
i got them from this one site, edited it so it sounds more rite to me...

too tired to try nother set of lyrics...my< dcmbr is still hella good, the best in fact...2 would b rn@wy, 3 would b enth e nd, and 4 would be p5hing me a*wy


  And the wind brought Clive @ 3:28 PM

Friday, August 02, 2002  
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