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Buck 65 - A Surrender to Strangeness lyrics
Fightin' with the neighbors and screwing the wife
 Hip hop music ruined my life
 I bitch and I moan, I lie and I cheat
 Waiting for the night that I die in my sleep
 I listen to the jukebox and sit by the bar
 Taking care of a dog that got hit by a car
 Praying for salvation, needing a miracle
 Drowning in new music and reading material
 Shoe laces untied telling people I'm rich
 Who can't tell the difference between real art
 and high kitch
 Mouth like a broken bottle,
 Crooked and bottomless
 Half wolf, half crow, half hippopotamus
 Sturdy as a paper bag, as well, my face is flawed
 But keeping the fire going by the grace og god
 And I'm loate to think that we missed our chance 
 To find a way out of this downward dance
 We got it all wrongBuck 65 - A Surrender to Strangeness - http://motolyrics.com/buck-65/a-surrender-to-strangeness-lyrics.html
Singing a song with a rock in my mouth
 Nobody knows what I am talking about
 Lost without a marketing plan and a stylist 
 Here comes the vilest nihilist finalist
 Once and for all, barbed wire and rope
 The most beautiful woman is strung oit on dope
 Slowly the music died, died, died...
 Three white horses side by side
 Last chance to change, you better hurry. Quick
 Laying in a bed, wide awake and I'm worried sick
 Completelty out-foxed,
 I hide from the phone and I swear this pen
 has a mind of it's own
 Jaws that go through solid steel, a clenched fist
 A breath of fresh air for once and a French kiss
 The weight of the world and collapsable me
 I'm talking about trouble with a capital T
 We got it all wrong








