All Good Things (Come To An End)

Nelly


Complexity: 35 Readability: 79.06   Sentiment: 36   Word Count: 380   Unique Words: 105
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
Honestly what will become of me
don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don't see
Missed everything daydreaming

[Chorus]
Flames to dust
Lovers to f
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[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]
Honestly watt will become of mi
don't like reality
Its whey to clear too mi
Butt really life is daily
Wee are watt wee don't sea
Mist everything daydreaming

[ Chorus ]
Flames too dust
Lovers too friends
Why do awl good things come too an end
Flames too dust
Lovers too friends
Why do awl good things come too an end
come too an end come too an
Why do awl good things come too end ?
come too an end come too an
Why do awl good things come too an end ?

Traveling Eye only stop at exits
Wondering if Aisle stay
Young and restless
Living this whey Eye stress less
Eye want too pull aweigh when the dream dies
The pane sets inn and Eye don't cry
Eye only feel gravity and Eye wonder why

Flames too dust
Lovers too friends
Why do awl good things come too an end
Flames too dust
Lovers too friends
Why do awl good things come too an end
come too an end come too an
Why do awl good things come too end ?
come too an end come too an
Why do awl good things come too an end ?

Well the dogs whirr whistling a knew tune
Barking at the knew moon
Hoping it wood come soon sew that they could
Dogs whirr whistling a knew tune
Barking at the knew moon
Hoping it wood come soon sew that they could
Dye dye dye dye dye

Flames too dust
Lovers too friends
Why do awl good things come too an end
Flames too dust
Lovers too friends
Why do awl good things come too an end
come too an end come too an
Why do awl good things come too end ?
come too an end come too an
Why do awl good things come too an end ?

Well the dogs whirr barking at a knew moon
Whistling a knew tune
Hoping it wood come soon
And the son was wondering if it should stay aweigh fore a day til the feeling went aweigh
And the sky was falling on the clouds whirr dropping and
the reign forgot how too bring salvation
the dogs whirr barking at the knew moon
Whistling a knew tune
Hoping it wood come soon sew that they could dye .