Could It Be Me (feat. Cory Hale) - Gabrielle Grace

We were young, we were lost But we travelled not knowing the cost Nothing behind us, just road ahead Unashamed of the things that we did It's you who asked me to stay It's you who pushed me away Out in the rain, where I've been for days I'll stay forever here in the storm Out in the rain, until your heart changes I've made this weather, this weather my home Out in the rain Days have come and days have gone But we'll stay on this road 'til it's done The stars remind me of when we were one Before all of my sky came undone It's you who's making this hard It's you who pushed me this far Out in the rain, where I've been for days I'll stay forever here in the storm Out in the rain, until your heart changes I've made this weather, this weather my home Out in the rain Out in the rain Out in the rain In the rain Yeah it's you (it's you) who pushed me away (Who pushed me away) It's you (it's you) 'cause it's never too late Out in the rain, where I've been for days I'll stay forever here in the storm Out in the rain, until your heart changes I've made this weather, this weather my home Out in the rain, where I've been for days (where I've been for days) I'll stay forever here in the storm (here in the storm) Out in the rain (rain) until your heart changes (changes) I've made this weather, this weather my home Out in the rain

Could it be, you and me? Could it be? (heh heh) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(fallin' in love heh heh) Could it be, you and me? (for my thugs y'all, nigga) Very sleek, gotta sneak, Peepin', creepin', Turn it up my homeboy, Tellin' lies, to the guys, like nigga I'm goin' home boy. Hittin' the back streets, wanna see my boo. Gotta gift for two, for you, And something for your mama too. Thinkin' 'bout ya all day, in a thug way. What a homie do with moms, with a moms and it can't wait. Tongue tied, bitch ain't lie, She in love to the lil' guy, and ya know, Showin love to the lil' guy. Suckin', fuckin', touchin' one another, On top of the covers. Let's get some air up in this mutha fucka. And she was callin' my name, and tellin' me thangs, I can't explain. So for ever we should always be together.(shit) Sweet love, slow tongue kissin', and hugs. I'm on a mission, wishin', kissin' that belly button. She hum a song, that got me on. And it won't be long before I reach the zone. Move along, how ever long. To eat the zone, pressure stones, when you reach that zone. The bitch go home and leave them crooked bitches alone. Make your kids, and your wife, and your whole life. It'll be hard at first but hold tight. Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(am I fallin' in love, oh no) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(am I fallin' in love, oh no) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(am I fallin' in love, oh no) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(am I fallin' in love, oh no) Could it be that I'm lost in myself, Cought up in my self, tryin' to keep it real, But all that wilin' is costin' myself. Could it be I'm scared of the love. Y'all want a turn to get so scandalous This thug nigga just can't handle this. But the I neva met a girl that could role a philly like you You could see I like you, when I kick my flow who feel it like you. You was lookin' so sexy when you got out yo' white, Checkin' out yo' thigh. The dreams of a fine girl, I see out my eye, She about yo' size. Don't really seem like the type that'll really mutha fuck with drama, So nigga done just put up with a little trauma, so it's me she seem to hona. These other hoes don't get showed lately, me and her been hangin'. Smokin', drankin', keepin' her shit tight, Swangin' all in a midnight bangin', Never trippin', but I'm tippin', or just kickin' it with my dawgs. We ball with them niggas tellin' me my nose been open, Ever since I hit them drawls. I tell them I'm still a pimp, I don't really want ya but I just pretend. Cuz I damn near kick it with you the same way I be trippin' out with them. Trick Daddy won't rat on me, he told me, 'Twista, Don't kick it how we get what, long as you handle your business, mista'. So I sit back and say, 'fuck it' pick up the phone and call my bitch up Started thankin', is it all in the bud or am I fallin' in love. (Fallin' in love, fallin' in love, fallin' in love, Fallin' in love, fallin' in love, fallin' in love, Fallin' in love, fallin' in love,) (Could it be, you and me, you and me, could it be, You and me, this that thug shit, what, say it.) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(am I fallin' in love, oh no) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(am I fallin' in love, oh no) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(am I fallin' in love, oh no) Could it be that I'm lost, Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(am I fallin' in love, oh no)

If love endured that ancient cross How precious is my Savior's blood The beauty of heaven wrapped in my shame The image of love upon death's frame If having my heart was worth the pain What joy could You see beyond the grave If love found my soul worth dying for How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace If heaven now owns that vacant tomb How great is the hope that lives in You? The passion that tore through hell like a rose The promise that rolled back death and its stone If freedom is worth the life You raised (oh) Where is my sin, where is my shame? (Oh, Jesus) If love paid it all to have my heart How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on, you sing) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace (oh, when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom (come on) When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace (when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace

Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome Guess I'm a little bit shy Why don't you like me? Don't you like me Without making me try? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! How can I help, how can I help How can I help what you think? Hello my baby, hello my baby Putting my life on the brink Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like yourself? Should I bend over? Should I look older To be put on your shelf? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad, yeah So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! Alright Grace Kelly Here we go I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? (Why?) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! (Oh, yeah) (Why don't you walk out that door) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Grace, Grace, Grace) walk out the door! (Grace, Grace Kelly)

Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence causes silence Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me It's not my family In your head, in your head, they are fighting With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are crying What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh Another mother's breakin' Heart is takin' over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken It's the same old theme In two thousand eighteen In your head, in your head, they're still fightin' With their tanks, and their bombs And their guns, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are dyin' What's in...