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In the days of my youth I was told what it means to be a man Now I've reached that age I've tried to do all those things the best I can No matter how I try I find my way to the same old jam Good times, bad times You know I've had my share When my woman left home For a brown-eyed man Well, I still don't seem to care

If you're feeling low, no And your world comes tumbling down If you see hard times, stop Better take a look around Good things must end They never last Look to tomorrow Forget the past

*EVIL I SAY* but funny 🙂

Well I stood stone-like at midnight Suspended in my masquerade I combed my hair 'til it was just right And commanded the night brigade I was open to pain and crossed by the rain And I walked on a crooked crutch I strolled all alone through a fallout zone And came out with my soul untouched I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd But when they said, "Sit down," I stood up Ooh, ooh, growin' up

I can laugh at the devils dandruff snarkily but I normally don't think a substance abuse issue is "funny". Anyway I have a solid "source" of comedic gold. This chick is NSFW at times but mostly just wickedly funny. brb lol

Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there

Thank you.

greetings. I personally think that the motive may come out. But I am less interested in that as I am the overview of who the shooters were, ages, etc. Even then the parents of these individuals might, I say MIGHT be fine upstanding people. Or NOT. The Parkland school shooters Mother was recently convicted for her sons being enabled to take a gun and shoot to kill 4 kids. The dad goes on trial next. Noone arrested yet. Clearly developing story .

Some'll win, some will lose Some are born to sing the blues Whoa, the movie never ends It goes on and on and on and on Strangers waitin' Up and down the boulevard Their shadows searchin' in the night Streetlights, people Livin' just to find emotion Hidin', somewhere in the night Don't stop believin' Hold on to that feelin' Streetlights, people

Lord help us all when we stop caring about people being shot up and losing their lives just DOING life things like going to a victory parade. Or Walmart. Or School, Or church. holy cow people Nowhere is safe or immune from sickening tragedies. I have empathy with those people as strange as that may sound. Just people you don't know but are basically the same as you. I'm not apathetic about it at all. Im looking for a miracle change in peoples mindset and culture so that these stories are no longer on my feeds.#TEACHLOVENOTVIOLENCE

Got a black magic woman Got a black magic woman I've got a black magic woman Got me so blind, I can't see That she's a black magic woman She's trying to make a devil outta me

thoughts and prayers for your full and speedy recovery! God Bless you Wacka Also for your caretakers and support people *prayers* in all contingencies. In Jesus name AMEN

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You had your time, you had the power You've yet to have your finest hour Radio (radio) All we hear is radio ga ga Radio goo goo Radio ga ga All we hear is radio ga ga Radio blah blah Radio, what's new? Radio, someone still loves you

Im in awe of the creativity and variety of songs in this thread. I'm trying not to remain salty and bitter after the season we all went through. The Perfect song choice came to mind WE will see if you agree. This is so true and snarky 🙂

Long ago, and, oh, so far away I fell in love with you before the second show Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear But you're not really here, it's just the radio

this is so wrong on so many levels lmao

You think you've lost your love Well, I saw her yesterday It's you she's thinkin' of And she told me what to say She says she loves you And you know that can't be bad Yes, she loves you And you know you should be glad

I don't really need to look Very much further I don't wanna have to go Where you don't follow I won't hold it back again This passion inside Can't run from myself There's nowhere to hide Don't make me close one more door I don't wanna hurt anymore Stay in my arms if you dare Or must I imagine you there Don't walk away from me I have nothing, nothing, nothing If I don't have you, you, you, you, you, you