blue scholars' lyrical rotations in my westward turned head

Everybody get hurt, everybody cries
Everybody falls down, and not everybody rise
Not everybody talks, but everybody lies
Not everybody lives, but everybody dies

"You might have owed me cash
Or put my shit on blast
Or talked behind my back
But I still got love

You never held me close
When I needed it most
How can I call you my folks
When you ain't got no love?

You might have owed me cash
Or put my shit on blast
Or talked behind my back
And I still got love

You never held me close
When I needed it most
How can I call you my folks
When you ain't got no love?"

"it seems that we never get paid what our labor is worth"

"We both
Two people seeking
solace and remembrance...

Eyes up to the sky, she sighs, I need nobody
True indeed, sister, but you still need everybody because
We hardly know ourselves if we know nobody else
And only in our loneliness can home become a hell
Exhale...

And hatred
Is the cancer born _ of love's absence
And the absence is the void left from missing every chance to
Challenge our fates and perhaps our very names"

i want an "ordinary guy" and a lil kelly tsai (mmhmmm some real womyn)

"always find time to get love and give it right back"