"FIRST I GIVE UP, THEN I GIVE IN, THEN I GIVE ALL" lyrics
The feature be free ranges
And what it took to break even, equate all, conceive greatness
Love don't cost a thing except for everything I bought in exchange to facilitate it
Can never be still, but still bein' still with patience
The wood I cut for me, so it's buildin' my image, seedin' next to the tree of creation
Hello, my baby, at times I regret that you interest, Earth's a prison pavement
Just wanna save this, but couldn't provide what intertwined for hatred for whom I laid with
I wanted to give you what I had
I love your mother and father, but lived longer than my dad 'cause I was only seven when he had passed
Things are movin' fast, some days feel like years, others just pass
Some days, I ain't here, others, I'll be back
Just how the seasons change, different colors, look how the leaves exchange
I love bein' the light you find when it's dark when you're in need of flame
No need for your need to appease with change
It's peace, I love to play the givin' game
Even after I give, I may no longer live to give again
I bid you all that I am and whatever's in palms of my hands
In hopes that you gain some amazement at the tall of my stance
You never took, I gave, so that you'd be all that you can
Becomin' God was always a part of my plan and I did just that
When I had harnessed every and all parts of the land in which we arguably stand
I pray you hang onto the world as it changes its spin
Seven-point-eighty-three hertz, the earthin' shirts, I resonate with residence in the end
You so tree for me, true righteousness and body evenly, too ripe, perfectin' me extremely
To rise every event through little success of exceedingly
You'll be teachin' me, I repristinate it back in tens
If you be leavin' me, I just hope you be back in the end
While I be rude in here
If I fall down when no one's around, would it make a sound?
Or would it dissipate in the wind?
To participate in your grin brings me happiness from within
To be the tree that was made to create the pages that became your chapters and Mont Blanc pen
I'd rather die in your arms than to live too far
If I could drive to the sky, then I'd get two cars just to ride right beside you
Then drift apart, it's hard to say, I hate to part this way
But how I could ever be more than I am if I give me all the way?
And what it took to break even, equate all, conceive greatness
Love don't cost a thing except for everything I bought in exchange to facilitate it
Can never be still, but still bein' still with patience
The wood I cut for me, so it's buildin' my image, seedin' next to the tree of creation
Hello, my baby, at times I regret that you interest, Earth's a prison pavement
Just wanna save this, but couldn't provide what intertwined for hatred for whom I laid with
I wanted to give you what I had
I love your mother and father, but lived longer than my dad 'cause I was only seven when he had passed
Things are movin' fast, some days feel like years, others just pass
Some days, I ain't here, others, I'll be back
Just how the seasons change, different colors, look how the leaves exchange
I love bein' the light you find when it's dark when you're in need of flame
No need for your need to appease with change
It's peace, I love to play the givin' game
Even after I give, I may no longer live to give again
I bid you all that I am and whatever's in palms of my hands
In hopes that you gain some amazement at the tall of my stance
You never took, I gave, so that you'd be all that you can
Becomin' God was always a part of my plan and I did just that
When I had harnessed every and all parts of the land in which we arguably stand
I pray you hang onto the world as it changes its spin
Seven-point-eighty-three hertz, the earthin' shirts, I resonate with residence in the end
You so tree for me, true righteousness and body evenly, too ripe, perfectin' me extremely
To rise every event through little success of exceedingly
You'll be teachin' me, I repristinate it back in tens
If you be leavin' me, I just hope you be back in the end
While I be rude in here
If I fall down when no one's around, would it make a sound?
Or would it dissipate in the wind?
To participate in your grin brings me happiness from within
To be the tree that was made to create the pages that became your chapters and Mont Blanc pen
I'd rather die in your arms than to live too far
If I could drive to the sky, then I'd get two cars just to ride right beside you
Then drift apart, it's hard to say, I hate to part this way
But how I could ever be more than I am if I give me all the way?
