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The Heat
The Bones of J.R. Jones Lyrics


Live Another life
Grow another mushroom
Live another life
Grow another mushroom
You can retry
You can retry
Live Another life
Grow another mushroom
Live another life
Grow another mushroom
You can retry
You can retry
Live another life
Grow another mushroom baby
I done felt connected
To some other essence lately
Feeling like im out of body
Look at myself
Feelings i be hardly caught in
Now i cant help
But to face Them
Why replace them
Reason I made them
Because they made me
As if nothing else changed me
Rearranged thee
Wiring in my brain see
I can finally see
All these things
That were restraining
Silently anxiety
Control is my brain violently
Insane but outside you see
Orderly society
Now back to reality
Eyes open now though
Got a second chance
now my heart
I'm trying to follow
Life is a game do you wanna Play again
Life is a game do you wanna Play again
Life is a game do you wanna Play again
Life is a game do you wanna Play again
Live Another life
Grow another mushroom
Live another life
Grow another mushroom
You can retry
You can retry
Live Another life
Grow another mushroom
Live another life
Grow another mushroom
You can retry
You can retry
Seeing different colors in the Room
When im on the shrooms
Make my whip go roooom
Too close give me room
Bust you like balloons
Millie coming soon
Hanging with the goons
Bad boy like im loon
Bring me some mushrooms
If you could retry
Try a elevated mindstate
Chewing on them veggies Smoking
Trying to get my mind straight
If you could retry
All the stuff that we buy
Wouldnt even copp a thing
Just stack the money knee high
Spend more time with my People
Rid my life of people evil
Ball no head on a eagle
We stunt like evil knieval
You try me then its off with Your head like we in medeival
Rolling stone aint no magagzine
Only mag in the eagle
I tell it how it is
Nothing more and nothing lesser
You try me im a school you
Like im a college professor
And life is a game Want to play
Come and gamble
Dont get lost In the moment
Of your life get a handle
Live Another life
Grow another mushroom
Live another life
Grow another mushroom
You can retry
You can retry
Live Another life
Grow another mushroom
Live another life
Grow another mushroom
You can retry
You can retry
Life is a game do you wanna Play again
Life is a game do you wanna Play again
Life is a game do you wanna Play again
Life is a game do you wanna Play again

Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: deshaun grays, kyle torgerson

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Nolan


on Bless Your Soul

We've been conditioned To believe what we said life. No wonder we don't know The meaning of "I." It means the meaning of you And the things you do, Not the clothes you wear, Or the talk we share. And, now, pictures that lie Tell us what to buy, But never what to do. When all your money's through. So don't be deceived By what your T.V. receives, 'Cause they'll pasteurize you cold, And they'll advertise you sold. [Chorus] Lose all time; Love your mind, And free your soul. Innoncent child turned out wild. No more six... six picking up stix. This kinda blufunk will make you Trip, dip, shake your hip, And put on the Jones train to freedom. Now, I've been meaning to draw Some kinda conclusion; About the time, the mind, And the soul intrusion. But the Keziah Jones train of thought Has had to be "derailed" and "defracked." Do to this groove found Lying across the tracks. [Chorus x 2] Yeah, babe, I've been meaning to draw... I've been meaning to draw Some kinda conclusion, But we've been derailed; Derailed and defracked. Derailed and defracked. Does anybody know what defracked means? If you do... If you do, Get on the train. Get on the train. Get on the train. Get on the train. [Chorus x 3] "Don't be deceived by what your T.V. receives." Lose all time; Love your mind, And free your soul.

Oh, when all of your ghosts in your dark hollow All them move to whats holy in you Oh and Bless Your Soul If your keeping time, aint hard if your blind Just tap your feet to your prayers off beat Oh and Bless Your Soul Oh, Lord only knows 'Cause I, got all sorts of time Yes I got all sorts of time Oh, when all of your ghost in your dark hollow All them move to whats holy in you 'Cuase your keeping time, aint hard if your blind Just tap your feet of your prayers off beat Oh and BLESS YOUR SOUL Lord only knows 'Cause I, got all sorts of time I got all sorts of time Yes I got all sorts of time

Mel Menchini


on St. James' Bed

These are the lyrics to "St. James Infirmary" not "St. James's Bed". They're not even close. Literally the only thing they have in common is St. James.

Tonio Niémo


on Hearts Racing

Love this one... keep it simple, keep that melancholia...

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