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This Land

Uh, yeah
 
Paranoid and pissed off
Now that I got the money
Fifty acres and a model A'
Right in the middle of Trump country
I told you, 'There goes a neighborhood'
Now Mister Williams ain't so funny
I see you looking out your window
Can't wait to call the police on me
 
Well I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating, now we're still hungry
And this is mine now, legit
I ain't leavin' and you can't take it from me
I remember when you used to tell me
 
'Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from, uh
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born'
Fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from
 
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
 
Up 'til the sun comes up
No, I can't start grindin'
And I can't let 'em break me
No, I can't let 'em fire me
You can meet my friend the governor
Only if you wanna try me
Or you can meet my other friend, the judge
Just in case you think I'm lyin'
 
Well I know you think I'm up to somethin'
I'm just eating, now we're still hungry
And this is mine now, legit
I ain't leavin' and you can't take it from me
I remember when you used to tell me
 
'Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from, uh
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born'
Fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from
 
This land is mine, yeah
This land is mine
This land is mine, yeah
This land is mine, yeah
 
I remember, I remember when they used to tell me
 
'Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from, uh
Nigga run, nigga run
Go back where you come from
We don't want, we don't want your kind
We think you's a dog born'
Fuck you, I'm America's son
This is where I come from
 
This land is mine
This land is mine
This land is mine
 

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Lessons Learned

I couldn’t care less if the world’s gone mad
I couldn’t care less, wouldn’t turn my head
I couldn’t care less, I couldn’t care less
 
The heart of the soul is not untouchable
Hard to hold on to what’s beautiful
There is no control, no control
 
When you talk about us, can you feel the fire in us.
Do you ever miss? You would never miss
Through the darkness I swear, I can see your love in there
You never miss, you never miss
 
And I got a lesson learned, It’s a lesson learned
Our love lives in a world of hurt
It’s a lesson learned and I feel burn
Our love lives in a world of hurt
Our love lives in a world of hurt
Our love lives in a world of hurt
 
I couldn’t care less by the reasons why
I couldn’t care less if it’s wrong or wise
I couldn’t care less, I couldn’t care less
 
I wouldn’t be here if it all made sense
Thought if I could only understand, It would hurt less, It would hurt less
 
When you talk about us, can you feel the fire in us.
Do you ever miss? You never miss
Through the darkness I swear, I can see your love in there
You never miss, you never miss
 
And I got a lesson learned, It’s a lesson learned
Our love lives in a world of hurt
It’s a lesson learned, and I feel burn
Our love lives in a world of hurt
 
Don’t wanna lead a heartless life
Don’t wanna feel numb inside
Don’t wanna lead
Don’t wanna lead
Don’t wanna lead a heartless life
It’s a lesson learned, it’s a lesson learned
Love is in a world of hurt
HURT
Our love is in a world of hurt…..hurt
Our love is in a world of hurt
 

Valentine

Don’t need no precious Valentine
Or hear you will be mine all mine
Just want to know you
And hear you’re cheerless too
 
Don’t need no precious Valentine
Or hear you will be mine all mine
Just want to know you
Are still lonely and blue
 
You’re worthy of one just as wrong
Who is as dismal
When all is grey, a disarray
Better the devil
 
Don’t need no precious Valentine
Or hear you will be mine all mine
Just want to know you
Are still lonely and blue
 
You’re worthy of one just as wrong
Who is as dismal
When all is grey, a disarray
Better the devil
 
You’re worthy of one just as wrong
Who is as dismal
When all is grey, a disarray
Better the devil
 
La la la la la, la la la la
Oooooooooooooooooo
La la la la la, la la la la
Oooooooooooooooooo
 
Don’t need a precious Valentine
Or hear you will be mine all mine
 
So sigh entwined with me dear
Lower ideals
I’m the runt you were born to live with
We’ll struggle pitifully along
Together
 
You’re worthy of one just as wrong
Who is as dismal
When all is grey, a disarray
Better the devil
 
You’re worthy of one just as wrong
Who is as dismal
When all is grey, a disarray
Better the devil
 
You’re worthy of one just as wrong
Who is as dismal
When all is grey, a disarray
Better the devil
 
You’re worthy of one just as wrong
Who is as dismal
When all is grey, a disarray
Better the devil
 

Fran Bow's Finding Mr Midnight

I've seen a world unlike any you’ve seen,
full of creatures who’ve been in my dreams~

I know a pain like you wouldn’t believe,
one that rips me apart at the seams!

“Take your pills, Fran!”
“Just lie still, Fran!”
Is that dead girl me?

“Fran Bow!” “Fran Bow!”
“None of this is real!”
So they tell me. Shall we
see what these reveal?

I hear
Itward’s whispers
echo in my mind…
It’s a perfect time to die
Finding Mr. Midnight.

I’ve seen the end of a number of lives;
And I wonder if I caused a few…
Am I ghost? Is my heart made of wood?
Is that blood on my hands from me or you?

I hear voices…
All these noises…
Are my choices gone?

“Fran Bow!” “Fran Bow!”
“Puppet on a string!”
You can taunt me, haunt me-
It won’t change a thing.

Because
Itward’s whispers
echo in my mind…
It’s a perfect time to die
Finding Mr. Midnight.

Every memory
is a mystery or lie…
Tears well from the
blood in my eyes…

“Fran Bow! Fran Bow!”
“How’d your parents die?”
You won’t trust me; just be-
-ware the shadow’s lies.

He’ll surround you, drown you!
Bury you alive! But you’ll
shake him, break him
each time you survive.

So let
Itward’s whispers
echo in your mind…
It’s a perfect time to die…
Finding Mr. Midnight.

My Fond Concern

I hear her in my midnight thoughts
Sweet dreams of wonderous love
Hopes for the goods and for naughts
Peaceful like the cooing dove
 
Alas, I must awaken to find she is gone
My heart quakes for her return
For the souls shared and love known
She is still my heart's fond concern