goodnight Dream of a time when it was alright When I knew better It's just the same old tale [the same old tale] It's just the same old tale I'll run
't apply when you know as well as I That the only way live is not being afraid to die) Just watching and being and seeing all Like he knew what he was
catch my breath again The world looks old to me Tonight I drink myself sober Soon this could be over Tale a picture of the pale New morning knocking Feels just like always
your beautiful children Do you think you can just stop When you're ready for a change Who will take care of you When you're old and dying You burn in
he always had to ask She came from a place that was so alone You know the same old tail of a broken home Her momma was an alkie and more like a friend
cheating, so many times she let that go Even when she caught you when she walked in the door She would always play it cool, she didn't want to lose you It was them same
the same And that's the Tale in my Hood Niggaz is up to no good, you better watch em in them hoods [Verse Two: Ol Dirty Bastard] I always thought livin
saw you smile at me I felt the quivering through my knees All along I knew someday I'd give my heart to someone just like you Baby, everyday has always been the same
, their privacy, lust is already laid down The results is the same with different names and it turns out Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the same old
We drink beers, smoke guns and play mackin' Well, it's the same old bullshit in every ghetto But niggas in my hood don't listen to heavy metal Just that
Seen 'em die just for foolish pride And those drivers always ask to hear that same old song That's a big ten-four From your back door Just put that
for the losers, this is for canadians, this is for my sister, this is for paladians. some people say that just because he was born in '72 and likes
the dream she was dreamin' I wanna know where is my fairy-tale? Where is my fairy-tale? EVERYTIME......................................... Sometimes
, Blue and white normally, but strange ringed like that in black. It doesn't get much better, your voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain, Maybe
Seen them die just for foolish pride And those drivers always ask to hear that same old song That's a big ten-four From your back door Just put that
