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It's the way you look inside me
And the way you hold my hand.
It's the way you lie beside me
And tell me I'm your man.
It's the way we're drivin' ..
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This song is unfinished, but I'll add the rest when I finish it.
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Written Wednesday, September 10, 2008
3:17 A.M
A rerun. The next night, another. And another the next.
Stop playing these reruns; they're making..
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Scattered pages, scattered thoughts,
Scattered words just aren't enough
To express myself, to spill my heart.
So much to say, but where to start.
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He gave her his heart.
She gave him her words.
She said she had feelings for him,
But those flew like birds.
The two stayedbest friends,
But he s..
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I freestyled this one too. It's not near finished. Sometimes when I freestyle, I only come up with a few lines or a few verses before I hit a block. ..
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I came up with a nice song. I freestyled the words and liked what came out. And the rest of the night (I was at a party), I just freestyled about my f..
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A song I just sat down and wrote one day.
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Sitting here, breeze on my skin,
I'm thinking of now and I'm thinking of then
And I'm wondering how I can change the way you feel.
I still see your..
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Hello, beautiful.
You know who you are.
Do you remember that day we spent in my car?
We had our good times,
We had our laughs and memories.
But d..
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