soul will show to grow Grow in my garden Sow up the hardened soil of forgotten love I want to know if a soul will show to grow Grow in my garden
The silver sound is all around and the colors fall like snow The feeling of letting go, I guess we'll never know Cheer up and dry your damp eyes and
last night and saw you in the low light Walking down by the bay on the shore Staring up at the stars that aren't there anymore I was feeling the night grow
you how to blast up, Now tell me who is a masta. A mind never wasted, Who grows fasta? The young and incredible while lightin' yo' ass up, You look a
said, "Everything sounds right" I say, 'everything is beautiful I'll get to see you tonight And wake up to your smile" You said, "Everything sounds
Lying on her front Up against the wall She's thunderstorms Here is your host Sounds as if she's pretty close When the heat starts growing horns She'
The [unverified] is pickup all the lyrics on the dance floor To raise your spirit level 'cause it demands more Attitude is cool degrees below zero Up
sound, so keep pressing on steadfastly And you'll find what you need to prevail What you say is I can make it through the rain, I can stand up once
I'm scared I'll quit And I'm scared that people won't like my shit I'm scared of fame and paparazzi Of rumors starting and people watching I'm scared to grow up
of growing up and getting Lost. and outside I can see my breath in between The words that fog my spinning head and I can See the sun coming up. And
Come on quick now and keep it up We're invitin' this town All the kids are showin' up When we bring the sound Hop into my pick up truck Roll out to
rise Up from the ground? Can't drown it out Can you hear it now? This is the sound Of a heartbeat This is the sound From the discontented mouths Of
ripe... [repeat] [verse 1:] Old lovas, Laid up and young at heart, That's what I am when I'm with you I wouldn't mind even growing old As long as
make your brain explode It's the huh, the funk, now I'm known around the globe So buckle up, hush up, while I freak the funk to get down With the sound
won't slip up, Wet up one of them Po-Po's, the Bone, Bone won't let a me duck, Lil' B won't set up, wet up, get 'em on the get up, Bone won't let up (
When I call you up on my favorite party line You sound so sweet, Girl. You're blowing my mind Our love is much better than any other I know And it keeps on growing
Funerals and court dates, plea bargain for your life You'll be out in twelve years, once a month see your wife Now how that sound? You killed the black
You can't relate to my motherfucking homies That's why they listen to the one and only I grew up on the funk called P But these motherfuckers growing up