JAMIE O'NEAL lyrics - Eternal

Wide Awake

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My baby loves to hold me in his arms and gently touch my face As we lie there close together late at night In our own special place Its like I'm driftin' off to heaven when he does that thing that only he can do He moves his lips in little ways that let me know he's in heaven too He's sorin again and I'm wide awake Its like a nascar race bein run on his face And the bed starts to tremble and shake I try to roll him over I kick him with my feet Hell I gotta wake him up so I can get sleep For a moment he's quiet and then He's snorin' again In the morning he wakes up so happy Lookin' all refreshed While I count the lines and the dark circles Cause I ain't had no rest Ohh the day seems to drag along and I cant wait to get myself in bed But soon that old familiar sound Comes crashin' in my head He's snorin' again and I'm wide awake Its like an old buzz saw tearin' up the walls And I've had more than I can take I'm glad to hear he's breathin' I know he needs his rest but that snortin' and that wheezin Sure puts me to the test Gonna make him go sleep in the den He's snorin' again He sleeps just like a baby but he sounds just like a tank He knows that I adore him but when he gets to snorin' I have to grab his hair and yank

Chaos (The Recipe)

PAC DIV "The Div"
[Verse 1: Mibbs] Who said broke niggas can have no fun I had the best time ever when I had no funds Got that kush rolled up, a bottle of rum And a couple cute girls, that’s how it all begun Next morning when I woke up I forgot me and what’s-her-face broke up We on the phone and she sounding all choked up All that crying had her pillow case soaked up Telling me she wished we never broke up In the back of my mind, I'm like so what She said Mike, why you so fucked up I said what you talking bout, she hung up Damn, and guess who is laying next to me Yeah, it’s her home girl, Destiny I can't believed she came here and tested me [Chorus:] For chaos this is the recipe [x2] Ain’t no telling what the side effects could be? For chaos this is the recipe (Say It) [x3] Ain’t no telling what the side effects could be? (Say It) For chaos this is the recipe [Verse 2: Like] Disaster, we cooking in so many ways The recipe is written all over her face Speeding through life without knowing the pace Hey, baby slow down, take a moment embrace She says there’s bills to be payed Her son got to eat Her baby dad helpless He runs in the streets Her job layed her off Her mom ain't involved The walls closing in She lost faith in God Next afternoon, she sitting home (sitting home) Tears on her on face, she sits alone (she sits alone) Gun on the table, she grips the chrome (she grips the chrome) Raise her to her temple, she’s gone [Chorus] I’m warning you [Verse 3: Be Young] I hit the store with my home boy Baby D I had to grab a brew, grabbed a few thangs to eat As always, keep it cool do my thang in peace Watch these motherfuckers, still trynna bang they street Naw, I’m a man but understand that ain’t the plight G I came for the swishers, came for the Ice T They hit me up about that Dodgers hat right D I said shit you know, Manny had a nice week Aim for the bull, I’m just out here trying to do me Niggas got to find away to fight away through the beef Plus I think my cousin san cool with your peeps All my niggas caught in chaos through the streets [Chorus] I’m warning you

I'm Your Man

ELTON JOHN
If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask me to And if you want another kind of love I'll wear a mask for you If you want a partner, hold my hand If you want to strike me down in anger Here I stand Baby I'm your man If you want a boxer I will step into the ring for you And if you want a doctor I'll examine every inch of you If you want a driver, climb inside Or if you want to take me for a ride You know you can Baby I'm your man The moon's too bright The chain's too tight The beast won't go to sleep I've been running through these promises to you That I made and I could not keep But a man never got a woman back Not by begging on his knees Or I'd crawl to you baby I'd fall at your feet And I'd howl at your beauty Like a dog in heat And I'd claw at your heart And I'd tear at your sheet I'd say please I'm your man And if you gotta sleep a moment on the road I will steer for you And if yo want to work the street alone I'll disappear for you If you want a father for your child Or only want to walk with me a while Across the sand Baby I'm your man I'm your man If you want a lover, I'm your man If you want a boxer, I'm your man If you want a doctor, I'm your man

Dreamin'

Sky "Piece of Paradise"
Dreamin' I'm walking 'round got my eyes wide open Still I see you everywhere Day after day, I can say There's times when I'm really starting to like it {Going out is all about} People that remind me {Straight away somebody say} It's just hallucinations {I wonder why a lullaby} Is playing all around me I hope it isn't happening again I'm asking you am I... Chorus Dreamin' Everybody knows Is something that I do while I'm wide awake and missing you Dreamin' I've got to get you on the line Or I'll be dreaming for the rest of my life We used to talk Make love in places Was it up on number nine I'm thinking damn I am Not thinking Maybe its for real this time {Going out is all about} People that remind me {Straight away somebody say} It's just hallucinations {I wonder why a lullaby} Is playing all around me I hope it isn't happening again I'm asking you am I... Chorus Dreamin' Everybody knows Is something that I do while I'm wide awake and missing you Dreamin' I've got to get you on the line Or I'll be dreaming for the rest of my life Bridge Did we fight Or did I turn out the light and drift away? Or maybe you were just not there It isn't quite the same So-I'll be making real love to you Chorus Dreamin' Everybody knows Is something that I do while I'm wide awake and missing you Dreamin' I've got to get you on the line Or I'll be dreaming for the rest of my life

The Author

THE ACADEMY IS... "The Academy"
The search has begun, this is page one. Man, meet your maker, I give you The Author. He may seem familiar because he looks like your mirror. You've lied like a lawyer, but don't deny it when you're face to face with demons dancing off mirror images reflecting all that you wanted. So far from perfect, onward we will strive. Take it for what it's worth, this truth that you've realized. You're not who you thought you were, it's time to see the other side of what you have become. Nothing but your single serving selfish chapters of sacrificial moral standards. No stranger to apathy in bold situations, take your time to make it happen. Leave your mirror, and spare your excuse as a self-serving actor. So close to perfect. It's all the same, no face or complexion. You're not worth what you're spending. When you're screaming "Danger, Danger!", don't stop, go on alone. Desperate endeavor, you've got to take it or leave it, if you will. It's not so convincing that you're the only one here who can be like me. The search has begun. Leave your letters, but it won't matter. Take back what is left before your death, but is it really you that they suspect? You take shots, who's the figure before the flame? It's not hard to spark, but it's hard to master. So look for the answer. Single serving selfish chapters on your condition. Lust and liars. So get out, stop dreaming, if you're one for breathing. Sacrificial moral standards of two reflections. Truth and fire, something you'll live for. So close to perfect. It's all you've got, one chance for conviction. Lies fuel fires and your suspect won’t walk. When you're screaming "Danger, danger!" Don't, don’t stop, just go on alone. Desperate endeavor, you’ve got to take it or leave it if you will. (run, run) It's not so convincing that you're the only one who could be like me. From this point on. The way you thought it would all work out... But we've hit Autumn. Just follow the story, the fall of The Author. Just one more year and you'll choose to regret. One on one to repent, your eyes are fading. Sleep alone, sleep alone, sleep alone. Sleep alone.

Ride For AIDS

ALASKA THUNDERFUCK
I'm a modern privileged gay You spend most evenings on your back Disposable income everyday I think it’s time that we both give back, Turn off Doctor Oz, Ride a bike for a good cause, Raise some dough for our friends who are pos Training, sweating - that shit hurts. Feel the wind blowing in your hair Trading in our mini-skirts For some fashionable active wear I still don’t see the appeal, Plus I can’t ride a bike in heels But just think how good you’ll feel I can make my rump hurt better for a weekend Get your ass to San Francisco, Then ride down to LA. Safety first so wear a helmet. Bitch I said “No way!” How ‘bout I ride a flat-bed? I’ll look cute and pay for gas. Cause you know I love a road trip, But Clif Bar tastes like ass. You’re a shady fucking drag queen. Probably going straight to hell. But then you do a little AIDS ride. ...And the PR goes well. I'll look like a real good person, With generous charity ways. Oh, I’ll make a stank face baby, But I’ll ride for AIDS. Are you a Starbucks lover, Willam? (I don’t know what that means) Is there WiFi on this thing? I will beat you with your selfie stick! Young man, sexual body wear, Plus the Lycra shows off his dick. Oh my gosh! The view is right. I will bike all through the night. Pitch a tent it feels so nice. So each mile that I go, Makes the donations pile on up. Plus we get free Gatorade. Can I get some backup in my… Shut your mouth you’ll swallow a bug. It’s a nice break from drag and drugs, Plus I get to shake these big jugs. (I knew we should’ve asked that Aussie whatshername to come.) You’re a shady fucking drag queen, Probably going straight to hell. But then you do a little AIDS ride, And the PR goes well. I'll look like a real good person, With generous charity ways. I’ll make a stank face baby, But I ride for AIDS. So please follow up and donate, TofightHIV.org Give a little and you’ll get back. It’ll be a smorgasbord. Give some cash if you ain’t got time, Good karma gets you laid. And we’ll make a stank face baby, But we’ll ride for AIDS. Please don’t sue us Taylor Swift, We’re do-gooders. Gave you credit right down there in the footer. Please don’t sue us Taylor Swift, We’re do-gooders. Go and donate to the site in the footer. You’re a shady fucking drag queen, (HIV!) Probably going straight to hell. (Stops with me!) But then you do a little AIDS ride, And the PR goes well. (Get your ass on the bike!) You’re like a real good person, (Ride a unicycle if you want to!) With generous charity ways. I’ll make a stank face baby, But I ride for AIDS. (Or you can rollerblade if your super fruity gay!) So please follow up and donate, (Donate!) TofightHIV.org. (org!) Give a little and you’ll get back, It’ll be a smorgasbord. Give some cash if you ain’t got time, Good karma gets you laid. And we’ll make a stank face baby, But we’ll ride for AIDS

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