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Jun 06, 2004 00:54

Baby I really wanna know
I think you should stop your crying
Heres my kerchief to dry your eyes
You know I love you
here I am
come rub it pon my belly like some guava jelly
the stone that the builder refused
shall always be the head corner stone
Your a builder baby
Here I am a stone
don't mean to confuse you girl
cause the things you should use
are the things we should choose
can you hear me?
hear what i say
The time has come
to reach a new realization 'tween me and you
time to clear the rumors, sensations,
and things that just are untrue.
Well I thought I heard you behind me,
with a knife stright for my back.
Its quite clear that Im back in the swing of living
although I might not be on the right track.
Oh thought I might drown but its hard to keep a good man...
Downtowns wheres youll find me
through some ill gotten hand
Although I never listen girl I damn well understand.
And you think, Im so damn feeble.
I cant see through your lies, your just a crock of shit,
with a pretty smile, and I refuse to compromise.
Oh, dont give me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load.
You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can found in a lie.
Maybe some grain of inspiration, for song thats deep inside.
Oh, tears running down your face, just screaming look me in the eye.
Well Im looking straight at your twisted face,
and its enough to make me cry.
Oh, passions there for those who want to
pay the price of loving you,
in more ways than one.
Wrapped around your finger
but I think my time has come
but I never can be too sure, cuz I like to have a little fun.
Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun.
A mind is a precious thing to taste.
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