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My Heart To Joy Sirens

By a route obscure and lonely. Fall by fault only trees will know me. From the ocean floor, to the ships above me. Float dead back to shore Dreams still

die you see this D on my hat, nigga (This is how we ride) Up and down the Craft (ride); School Craft, niggaz (ride) Up and down, Joy (ride); Joy Road

Bobby went out for a joy ride with my best girl, left me at the party It was almost ten and the three quarter moon illuminated The rain-soaked streets

when the world falls down? Head first in the mud bent over with devils all around Kill this craving I can't stop myself Calling for me in my sleep I hear the sirens

!) Here we gooo! [kids ovation] [Bridge: Horace Brown (50 Cent)] Why we siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing? - Why we siiiing? (Oh, this is my favorite part!) It's the joy

I'm not them, I'll dig in I'll always be there by your side Away way down One day my heart will leap And I will dance for joy And not reach for the

in my life Who does not claim The right to steal My work, my name My success, my fame And my freedom?

by last night's phantom messenger And they spoke their only words in English, "Johnson, Nixon, Kissinger" Now that the war's being won Where are you now, my son? The siren

facet of emotion Hearts that cry diamond tears Spirits that walk for a thousand years Hear them calling on that darkest morning Pulling me under, my