One day you'll go away You better run Before I go away God gave me Sundays To fuck up the game Bitch niggas saying it's luck But I which I got some Spending all my money but that shit don't work

It's what I feel about you It's what I feel about you, babe Which way do you recommend? They can know me by heart, my friend Don't we always go too far? Never knowing where we will end Thought I needed some medicine But this is how I always been 'Cause

It's all the same to me Yeah baby if you leave Girl, you can head North, South, East or West Which way you go, I couldn't care less It doesn't matter, if this is where You want to be You can take the couch, you can take the chair It makes no difference,

This time we'll take it slow Take it slow, ohh We're just ordinary people We don't know which way to go 'Cause we're ordinary people Maybe we should take it slow Girl, I'm in love with you This ain't the honeymoon Passed the infatuation phase

We are slaving down here in Babylon They took us away from our homeland And we are slaving down here in Babylon For the Black Starliner which is to come We want, we want to go They are waiting on an opportunity Not long Jah Jah Jah Jah not long I meekly

Amalia, finding a way out on the open road Amalia, going whichever way the wind gon' go Amalia, taking your chances on the open sea Well when you wake in the morning Little eyes open wide When there's no tender warning No surprises, no surprise Maybe

Oh no, oh no You know life can be long Sometimes I feel I've had enough How can I go forward when I don't know which way I'm facing How can I go forward when I don't know which way to turn How can I go forward into something I'm not sure of How can I

(I'm a slacker) - never did I have a lotta dough (I'm a slacker) - smoking pot and watching videos (I'm a slacker) - go whichever way the wind blows Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin you know (I'm a slacker) - everytime I take a look around (I'm a

Oh, dear dad, can you see me now? I see the world, feel the chill Which way to go, windowsill I see the words on a rocking horse of time I see the birds in the rain, ohh I am myself, like you somehow

From a past life In the long time I was picking up a suit from the dry cleaners Which was standard for me Thursday, 12:30, I gotta pretty solid routine these days I don't know it just works for me Anyway, I was leaving I was getting in my car And I went