rank both sweet and salt you gave of your body...The sweetness of your love... still remember the salt of your sea...you never opened up your heart...Your kisses only hid the...You knew that in your arms I lost all rea... taste of sweet and salt is mine...s the sweetness and salt...Of the memory of a love that coul...rank both sweet and salt you gave of your body...The sweetness of your love

h the lights low in your silk night gown ...on the outskirts of memory town ...The wind is in your hair and we're nowh...on the boulevard of memory town ...the shades and feel your lips they're touchi...n slow dance across your skin ..., when I go down to memory town ... and smell the warm salt air in memory town ...the shades and feel your lips they're touchi...n slow dance across your skin ...and go back down to memory town ...th the light low in your silk night gown ...on the outskirts of memory town ...To memory town

Salt for the memory, bla... hell and hoodoo in your kitchen ...rivers running down your face ...Tears all down your party face

you ain't worth the salt in my tears ...Found your next victim ...you ain't worth the salt in my tears ...Until the memory just disappears ...you ain't worth the salt in my tears

you ain't worth the salt in my tears ...Found your next victim ...you ain't worth the salt in my tears ...Until the memory just disappears ...you ain't worth the salt in my tears

Was the salt and the lime ...Not the memory of you walkin' ...Was the salt and the lime ...Not the memory of you walkin'

he land rushing by, your shades, and your hat....I prefer a memory to a photograph....I prefer the memory to the photograph....Oooh, memory to a photograph....And even the salt in the air comes ba...e blur of the land, your shades, and your hat,...Oooh, I prefer a memory to a photograph....I prefer the memory to the photograph....Oooh, memory to a photograph.

IN MEMORY OF... ...itually, forever in memory. Cut throat - who ill as me? Soulfly. Flight attendants ain't got shit on me. You reap what you sow. So I try my hardest to harvest good crops regardless if most artists are garbage - with godless content. To be honest, the chronic plus my fondness of alcoholic products held my spirit in bondage like convicts. Gettin' blunted wasn't pungent, overabundance of dumb shit had me living low-budget. Conflict. Indo had my mental growth stunted, cut friends out of my circumference I used to run with. Rose above it. Fuck thuggin' and clubbin,' I got one in the oven, plus my girl's talking husband - she buggin'. My method of flowin' expression through poem, salt of the Earth like t...lash /bomb blast In memory of you I carry all this pain We are what we are - I know you understand In memory of you I carved your name I am what I am

itually, forever in memory. Cut throat - who i...ssion through poem, salt of the ...In memory of D-LOW I carry th...In memory of D-LOW I carved your name

itually, forever in memory. ...Salt of the Earth like t...In memory of D-LOW I carry th...In memory of D-LOW I carved your name

ned in, in the deep salt sea? ...rownded in the deep salt sea, ...I'll be true to his memory ...I am your long lost John Rile...I am your long lost John Rile

d (sic) in the deep salt sea ...drowned in the deep salt sea ...I'll be true to his memory ...I am your long-lost John Rile

drowned in the deep salt sea ...drowned in the deep salt sea ...ill I'm true to his memory ...I am your long lost John Rile...I am your long lost John Rile

d (sic) in the deep salt sea ...drowned in the deep salt sea ...I'll be true to his memory ...I am your long-lost John Rile

eep a painting of a memory...Not enough for your desires