sometimes i have a ghetto in my mind, other times sunshine high
head fine
in between i get cold, old mean, intertwined with country pride
open and
kind
this draws a line, sorry to coin a phrase
on either side is wisdom and rage, so keeping track of time,
racing with my
age
sleeping with the snakes, forget that you showed up late, it
ain't worth it
baby
chorus: a charmed life it is, at least they tell you so
i got a good idea, it ain't like they say is so
and if it is then let me go, let me go
any day there might be hell to pay, but in other ways it makes
it seem ok
i'll tell you what i mean, it's not a plot nor a scheme, it's
just peace in
my mind
again can i use the word kind, i ain't sorry about it baby
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