Embrace Me, My Dear

Another Autumn

I'll See You In My Dreams

I Thought About You

Night In Montreal

Unforgettable

April In Paris

Lover Man

Night Bird

Summer's Desire

First Time

Homesickness

Last Call

(Intro)
Feel the joy, fear the end,
Fear the night, no pretend.
Bitter hits, lights go dim,
Taste the joy, taste the end.

A rush that hits, fills the veins,
Chasin' pleasure, dodgin’ pain.
In and out, same ol' game,
In the end, all the same.

(Chorus)
Sweet like honey, gone too fast,
Hold on tight, it don’t last.
Chase that feelin', oh so high.
Bittersweet, now ya die

(Verse 1)
Start with a drip, end with a flood,
Life spills fast, never draw blood.
Chase the high, thrill’s in sight,
Cum too quick, gone tonight.

Iron runs deep, blood in the stream,
Funny, it’s the flow we fiend.
Sweetness hits, time don’t stay,
The moment’s gold, fades away.

(Chorus)
Sweet like honey, gone too fast,
Hold on tight, it don’t last.
Chase that feelin', oh so high.
Bittersweet, now ya die

(Verse 2)
Slippin' in slippin' out, let it burst,
Cum into this world, always head first,
Happy to be here, kickin' and cryin’,
Leave it the same, scared of dyin’.

Irony’s thick, can’t escape,
Womb to the tomb, empty grave.
Funny, cum into the red,
Ironic, in the end we dead.

(Chorus)
Sweet like honey, gone too fast,
Hold on tight, it don’t last.
Chase that feelin', oh so high.
Bittersweet, now ya die

(Bridge)
Seek the sweet, push the pain,
Laughin' now, but it's gon change.
A fuckin' cycle, we fuckin' chase,

Start’s so nice, ends in waste.
Iron’s in the flow, how we bleed,
Chasin’ life, death we feed.

(Verse 3)
Runnin' wild, hit the wall,
Sippin’ sweet, neva let it fall.
Chase the thrill, know what’s near,
Fuckin' close, drown in fear.

Pleasure’s here, pain comes next,
Taste the high, pay the debt,
Ironic, feel the climax inside,
Funny, how we slip and slide.

(Chorus)
Sweet like honey, gone too fast,
Hold on tight, it don’t last.
Chase that feelin', oh so high.
Bittersweet, now ya die

(Outro)
Cum in cum out, only one way,
Pleasure’s quick, but ya can’t stay.
Taste the sweet, avoid the sting,

Neva scared, of the final ring.
Bitter end, fuckin’ true,
Chasin' sweet, 'til life’s through.

BitterSweet

Verse 1
Wakin’ up slow, feel the rhythm in my chest,
Breathin’ deep, fuckin’ keepin' life’s pace at its best.
Countin' blessings, stackin’ wins, watch the score climb,
Life’s a journey, and I’m walkin' the line.

Collectin' gold, savin’ it up,
Movin' steady, never spillin' my cup.
Every day’s a chance, another shot to take,
Playin’ it smart, fuckin' makin' no mistake.

Voices whisper, echoes of the past,
Life’s a race, but I’m built to last.
Movin’ forward, never lookin' back,
In this game, I’m on the right track.

Chorus
Stackin' points, livin' large, fuckin' rollin' deep,
In this endless quest, where the hustle never sleeps.
Collectin' gold, breakin’ molds, climbin' so high,
In this life of mine, I’m chasin’ the high-score sky.

Verse 2
Every step, every breath, like a beat in time,
Holdin' tight, fuckin' fight, as I reach my prime.
Levelin' up, countin' the gains,
Movin’ fast, fuck the pain, no chains.

Collectin’ wins, every move I make,
In this life, fuck the breaks, no time to fake.
Day by day, stackin' every cent,
In this game of life, every moment’s spent.

Facin' challenges, risin' to the top,
In this grind, fuckin' never gonna stop.
Winnin' battles, conquerin' the fight,
In this endless game, I’m reachin’ the height.

Chorus
Stackin' points, livin' large, fuckin' rollin' deep,
In this endless quest, where the hustle never sleeps.
Collectin' gold, breakin’ molds, climbin' so high,
In this life of mine, I’m chasin’ the high-score sky.

Bridge
Countin' blessings, every step I take,
In this life, fuck the fake, no mistake.
Runnin' wild, stackin' style, reachin' for more,
In this game, fuckin' settin' the score.

Verse 3
Gains on gains, I’m risin’ with pride,
Livin' free, fuckin' feelin' alive.
Life’s a ride, but I’m drivin' it smooth,
In this game, fuckin' makin' the move.

Collectin' moments, stashin' ‘em away,
In this grind, I’m here to stay.
Winning big, takin' it slow,
In this game of life, I’m ready to go.

Every challenge, every fight,
In this game, I’m reachin’ new heights.
Countin' up, fuckin' feelin' blessed,
In this life, I’m passin’ every test.

Chorus
Stackin' points, livin' large, fuckin' rollin' deep,
In this endless quest, where the hustle never sleeps.
Collectin' gold, breakin’ molds, climbin' so high,
In this life of mine, I’m chasin’ the high-score sky.

Outro
So here’s to the grind, every step, every gain,
In this life, fuckin' breakin' every chain.
High-score dreams, endless schemes, reachin' for more,
In this game called life, I’m here to score.

Hi Score

Verse 1
Making cash, visions vivid, never need to stress,
Money flows so easy, I’m chasing success.
Bankrolls, gold stacks, living large, it’s a blast,
Gimme that green scene, my dreams are coming fast.

Countin' coins and points, simple as can be,
Cash flow, watch it grow, never need to plea.
Visions of success, no hesitation, I’m on fire,
Runnin' this show, easy moves, climbin' higher.

Dollars and cents, every moment's a breeze,
Stacks on stacks, got my goals in the ease.
Greenbacks and paychecks, visions in my hand,
In the realm of wealth, I’m the one who’ll command.

Chorus
Making money, it’s a vision, can’t you see?
Coins and cash, gold bars, and points for me.
From the bills in my hand to the dreams I foresee,
Every dollar, every cent, flows effortlessly.

Verse 2
Paper trails, sales, ballin' with the best,
Gold bars, cars, livin' dreams, never stressed.
Minted dreams, schemes, every note’s a sweet delight,
Gimme that cash splash, my future's looking bright.

Stacks of green, seen, on a non-stop spree,
Silver coins, joys, countin' high, feeling free.
In the vault, halt, where my wealth is the key,
Banknotes, float, visions becoming reality.

Riches galore, more, every bill’s a reward,
Dollar signs, lines, dreams can’t be ignored.
With each financial feat, I’m tappin' to the beat,
In the world of cash and visions, I'm the one who's elite.

Chorus
Making money, it’s a vision, can’t you see?
Coins and cash, gold bars, and points for me.
From the bills in my hand to the dreams I foresee,
Every dollar, every cent, flows effortlessly.

Bridge
Counting greenbacks, income stacks, never looking back,
From the coins to the gold, I’m on the money track.
Visions and riches, flipping bills like a pro,
Money flows, glows, everywhere I go.

Dollar dreams, schemes, living large is the key,
Every cent, event, visions where I wanna be.
In the world of finance, chance, I’m making my mark,
With every banknote, gold coat, I’m igniting the spark.

Chorus
Making money, it’s a vision, can’t you see?
Coins and cash, gold bars, and points for me.
From the bills in my hand to the dreams I foresee,
Every dollar, every cent, flows effortlessly.

Outro
So here’s to the cash, the green, and the gold,
Every dollar and coin, a vision bold.
In the land of wealth, I’m forever in the mix,
With cash in my veins, my dreams are the fix.

Money, money, visions, you’re my endless thrill,
In the world of wealth, I’m the one with the will.

Cash Visions

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