Nasty put some clothes on, I told yaOriginally Posted by Aylen
Don't walk out your house without your clothes on, I told ya
Nasty put some clothes on, I told ya
Don't walk out your house without your clothes on, I told ya
mama I love you, mama I care, mama I love you, mama
my friend
Listen up, son of mine
Momma got something to tell you
All about growing pains
Life will pound away
Where the light don't shine, son
Take it like a man
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
Doing fine but don't waste my time
Tell me what it is you want to say
You sin, you win, just let me in - hurry
I've been out in the rain all day
So you tell me 'trust me' I can trust you
As far as I can throw you
I try to let go, but I know
We'll never end 'til we're dust
We lied to each other again
But I wish I could trust
[ I am locked and loaded with 6000 songs on my hard drive...let's go]
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
You've got your reputation
I've got anonymity
I've got my self-respect
You can't take that from me
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
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