YOU COULD NEVER MISS THIS francisSCO
MISS,
SAN FRAN MISS FRISCO STANDS WITH SUCH SWISH FRISK
SWAG .
I COULDNT THINK OF A LYRIC SO I JUST JUST GO BY
VEIJO BABY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HIT HER WHEN
SHE ASKED TO SEE A LADY
LIKE THE WINDS WISPERS
THEY BROUGHT IN THE PRETTY WINTER, NEVER SHIFTY W SHIFTIN SHIVERS,
IT DIFFERS
AND THIS WHISP IS
NEVER
HONESTLY LOST
IT ALWAYS GETS BETTER.
THATS WHAT SHE ALWAYS SAID
WHEN I LISTENED EXTRA W/ EXTRA CARE
FULLY NEVER MERELY
NO NEARLY
I COULD ALWAYS HEAR HER NO MATTER IF SHE COULD
OR COULD NOT HEAR ME
WHETHER
LOVELETTERS OR LOST TEARS A ..
VOICE
A WHISPER IN THE WIND ALWAYS COMES FROM THIS CITY
TO WHEREEVER I MAY BE SITTIN. YEARS & YEARS COULD GO BY
AND I MIGHT STOP TO THINK ABOUT, SOO HERE IAM NOW
SILENTLY SITTIN, SLIGHTY LESS SILENTLY SPITTIN
THE LOST, FOUND, MISSION,
THE LIVIN IN THE MISSION,
THE CITY KIDS PICKIN UP THERE PIECES WHEN THEY WERE GITTIN BROKEN UP
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U COULD LAUGH AT ME
DOES IT HAVE TO BE
MAYBE IM ACTUALLY
MISSIN SOME HUMAN ACTION SEE
INHABITAN THE MADMANS THAT'S IN ME
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