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Old 08-22-03, 08:32 AM   #1
RythmicTendicies
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"Things Work Out"

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Things Work Out...

Things Work Out, Even Though Most Fails...
My Life Speeds Like A Train, But Never Derails...
I Can Tell You My Life’s Horrors In gruesome Details...
I’m Only 8stone, But My Minds Capacity Is Off The Scales...
Keep Failing On Nails, Piercing Through My Ability...
I Just Feel, Like My Talent Is Just A Utility...

Sometimes I Feel Just So Enclosed, Why The Fuck, Is My Lyrics Just Deposed...

Man, Sometimes I Just Feel, So Debased...
Having To Deal With All The Problems, I’m Faced...
Constantly, Throwing My Papers Away For Waste...
Replaced My Style, Givin’ It A New Taste...

Sometimes I Feel Just So Enclosed, Why The Fuck, Are My Lyrics Just Deposed, Coming Out – Out Of Nothing, But At Least In My Songs – I’m Something... x2


I Always Thought, I’d Make Something of My Life...
I Kept Telling Myself “I’ll Make It” – I Lied...
NO Matter How Hard I Tried, I was On A Slope...
Destined For Failure, Destined To Slide...
O.k., All Joking Aside, I Attempted To talk To God...
But My Access, Was So Tragically Denied...
If My Two Personalities Were To Collide, How Would I Cope...
But I Keep Hanging On To That Last Thread Of Hope...
So Thin, As Things get Worse, So Close Till I’m In A Hearse...
I Must’ve Inherited A Failures Curse, I’m Living Everything In reverse...

Sometimes I Feel Just So Enclosed, Why The Fuck, Are My Lyrics Just Deposed, Coming Out – Out Of Nothing, But At Least In My Songs – I’m Something... x2

Things Work, If You Follow You Heart...
Things Don’t Always Work From The Start...
But If You Talk To God, Constantly Pray,
You’ll never Run Outta Things, Relationally To Say...
Never Mind Gangsta’s, Bitches n’ Guns...
Just Think About, How Fast Your Life Turns...
Normally Spinning Outta Control, But For You –
And Your Soul, Will Burn IN Hell, Like Coal...
As Things get Worse, So Close Till I’m In A Hearse...
I Must’ve Inherited A Failures Curse, I’m Living Everything In reverse...

Sometimes I Feel Just So Enclosed, Why The Fuck, Are My Lyrics Just Deposed, Coming Out – Out Of Nothing, But At Least In My Songs – I’m Something... x4
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