Man, woman and child is the order of operation
can't see it no other way, so I stand strong...you dig!
lackadaisical couples head for blind separation
Too bad, they could've recycle love, now stress pass through cigs.
Inhale, exhale as thick clouds fill the room of lost lovers
He missed his woman even though she was right next to him.
The couch formed- his shape, she missed his touch under the covers,
But she never said a word
All it takes is one word.
Boxed in admiration
Jekel Hyde transformation
You see, before you fall in love, you have to tap into something greater.

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Bite your tongue and let your words rest/
I've heard too much from beginning to end.
If I say, "I don't want any type of guest."/
You would say,"Thus reason you have no friends.
Let me intoduce you to a world that's up in smoke/
I never will offend what you truly want to see.
I just don't want you to take life for a joke/
All shall past and questions is truly the key.
Back to the words I speak which choas performs/
I still want you to bite off your tongue tonight.
Let's set under the moon light for the perfect storm/
Promise you nothing even when things feel right.

The wolves are sitting outside my door
For whatever reason I don't know
I can hear them at night time
The smell of foul play sits in the wind
I'm too afraid to step outside and prepare for the worst
Things will only change when I stand strong
Fight I must
Flight cannot be an option
This is my home
If I rest in peace today than I shall die a man

The money means nothing/
when the bankers control the cash.
In debt and receipts in pockets/
no value just expensive trash.
Study
    Watch
         Learn
             Money talks

Living check to check is lost misfortune.
Tell friends, "No" when the ask for dough.
Plentiful items you don't need can be auctioned.
You'll never understand which way money flow.
Add
   Subtract
       Multiply
             Divide

Is it worth the time
Can it be measured by love
Do rose pedals breathe...yes

If I reached in and pulled a rose above the point of no return, will its gratitude of remaining part of the living satisfied my appetite for lust...yes.

Do we hold hands
Forget all that is meaningless
and take trips around the world...yes

Will it give me lip and forget that I prevented its lungs from being filled with liquid... Yes

**** my rose, my pretty little rose
What has become of you
Can we take a last trip to the lake.

The truth is unknown
The truth was never out there
Man
Women
Child
The birth of civilization never existed
The birth of manipulation burns slow

The earth owes you nothing
She spins
Gravity pulls
You ride for free