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"Fickle" lyrics |
deep-- roll deep through the depths of my mind...
deep-- roll deep through the depths of my mind...
deep-de-deep roll deep through the depths of my mind...
lord knows what i'll find when i re-re-rewind
deep-- roll deep through the depths of my mind...
deep-de-deep roll deep through the depths of my mind...
cuz i deep-- roll deep through the depths of my mind...
lord knows what i'll find when i reach
cuz i've got so much to say.. in so little time..
in such a short space i've got so much to do..
but if i can't find a way around i'll find a way across
and if i can't find a way across i'll bore straight through..
i find myself in a pickle.. this music ain't fickle..
surounded by big dawgs and i consider them likkle..
as they crash the particle.. the other giants..
i might apply some knowledge and wait for a ripple..
on my shoulder is a ripple
some love it.. some hate the idea of [no idea]
squeeze a dollar from a nickle..
More will be added later.
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