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My Morning Jacket Golden

. Hot on my skin again. Feelin good a thing I'd never known before what does it mean to feel? millions of dreams come real a feelin' in my soul I'd never

hot on my skin again. feelin good a thing i'd never known before what does it mean to feel? millions of dreams come real a feelin' in my soul i'd never

morning Vietnam Whose couch is this, whose house is this, who are you down with bitch? I'm sorry, dog, I dreamt the foulest shit There was this rabid foot talismen drowning out of my

a nigga kicked his throat nine hoes and that he missen reffer one step and my nine went bang got rough on buddy tryed to test my game cant u see we some

White roses and misty blue eyes Red mornings and nothing but grey skies A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through Jacket you bought me gone daisy

stud earings and neckless And my truck on 26's driving reckless Got a pound yep and on my way to texas yep im on there trowing up my set shit Spinnas

clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix my video? If there

morning") Come see me take my hand View from another land Come see me take my hand View from another land Come see me take my hand View from another

pack Watch your back New Orleans is a fool like that Out the blue you crooked punishments choose to jack You might see me on a cell fussing with my girl