In my mind And nailed into my heels All the time Killing what I feel And everything I touch (All wrapped up in cotton wool) (All wrapped up and sugar
Tonight the city is full of....radios And all the distortion pedals are melted There's sonic youth posters nailed up onto the...ceiling And the roof is
until dawn of our fears and our fates And we stack all the dead men in self addressed crates In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark That somehow this black night Feels
the cheddar, I'm not a forgetter or regret a thing I could get her, don't have to sweat her or to get her things I could dead her or feel better just
, her teeth, her nails, her feet I love her laugh, her cry, her lips, her eyes She's my future, my world and I love that girl I've been feeling like
I called her up on the phone said, I'll be there in a minute 'Cause all them faces she be making when I'm in it They make a nigga feel like he doing
Yeah, '96 Park Hill style Burial ground sound, in it forever dunn Politic Here we come, right through your eardrum Dunn Cherry-head catch, feel the draft
moment Niggaz on your team and they're really your opponent Play the game and you know goes booments Mama said friends come by the dozen Know I'm feeling
girl she got me the way she movin in place bendin over spreadin eagle all that ass in my face she got me hard as hell got me pokin like a nail she got
Hey, do you remember me I finally found the strength to face The pain you made me feel I always held my tongue And all the things you've done to me Are
old dirty feeling That just will not come clean Like eating digestives After brushing your teeth And it's staining your fingers And it's under your nails
's the hoes I sex and don't collects Rockin a Rolex, prefer Wrist Ex instead of Solar Flex but I pump skill, to build what I can build and still feel
She want her hair done (Okay) She want her nails done (Okay) She want her bills paid (Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous) Baby, you are (Gorgeous, gorgeous
streak I'm out at left field, I'm speaking mentally But that's a better place, then where the benches be I'm feeling really good, me and my different
finally nail this All I need is your word, lazy bones Where are all our friends? Where are all our friends? Going down again Watching you Finally finding the feeling
comparison Between things about to have been Missing the point of our mission Will we become misshapen? A change of heart Will force the nail Nailed
, now, now Do you feel it lowdown Too many thoughts Might have twisted my thinking I just can't think straight anymore I've got the bends I can feel
you don't have anything to do. You're looking pretty and you know that we should keep going on, 'cos we ain't got no time to polish your nails, no