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Story Of The Year The Dream Is Over

i could stand This castle made of sand Is slipping through my hands The dream is over now Our hearts have been misguided Lost somehow The dream is over

i could stand This castle made of sand Is slipping through my hands The dream is over now Our hearts have been misguided Lost somehow The dream is over

go) Let yourself go (Time is passin' 'til the cops come) Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress (On and on and on and on and on and on and) Over the

honies givin' me leather (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Over-respect due to "Let's Get It" (OH THAT'S CRAZY) [Chorus] [Black Rob] Now the moral of the story is what

, now, who could that be? I say, "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no answer "WHO IS IT!?" They're not sayin' anything So finally, I go over

right move From the underground but came from the right too You tryna blow your way over air (over air) I'm putting power moves for the year Type of idiot

like Villematic these fayettnam tales be paying off well what story is my audio theatre gon tell I know my debut will ship, but is it gon sell? I guess

years passed College was great Just got a new job, I'm a move to L.A. The big city lives were always my dream I'm just hoping that everything is all

times. 'cause its one for the Treble, two more for the Honda Civic, If you dont know who this is, I'ma tell you who it is. Its the ??? Asian from the