I came here to justifie, such a thing would never cross your mind. those scars that you wear, seem like they lie and they won't disappear. Once again you will cross that line, without reflection.
Black star, whenever you're ready. You're much too far away!. By now, your soul seems steady, now crawl to the cross. . Meanwhile, time takes a turn. I'm feeling damned when you make it burn.
Searching for power,who is to blame ? You weak little. bastard - bound to symbols of pain,Hiding in shadows,a. pungent smell,You haven't decide your own fate cause.
(Sugar, sugar, sugar) ( 4x ). It's like a hot fudge drippin down. Drippin down, drippin. You got me trippin. I'm almost slippin. Genuine, one of a kind.
[Maestro Fresh Wes]. My poetry is black like Jesus. You niggas can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes. Past all you niggas with your silly shitty poems.
[maestro fresh wes]. My poetry is black like jesus. You niggas can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes. Past all you niggas with your silly shitty poems.
I was lookin' for a slow down,. When you came around,. I just didn't know how. I never left a bar room, or beer joint, till the lights went out. But in the middle of a long slow kiss, the light came on.
Você chegou, quase me matou. Foi daquele jeito, todo o baile parou. Quase me levou, me levou todo o ar, ar. . Você chegou, quase me matou. Foi daquele jeito, todo o baile parou.
Swing for me child, swing for a while.. Promised I'd be there, when it's all gone.. Come and rest your head against my weakness,. one day you and I will become one..
I Don't know if you know it. or if you noticed. you got my attention. you got the floor so don't blow it. yeah don't blow it. yea yea yea don't blow it.
I was born the year punk broke. Days before the king was dead. It was the year of the snake. I was a red-faced child. Who stumbled where he tread. Was kept in orderly file.
Fingertips are all I have. Have you heard the sea?. The water's edge is all I have. Have you heard it breathe?. An endless sigh I cannot hear. Here I cease to run.
For days I've searched for the words. So I don't make a mess of this. I'll trade my eyes for a fleeting wish. I woke at 7am. The cold air was not becoming.
When the clock strikes dead on midnight. Books fly through the hall. All the lampshades turn and rotate. She walks through the wall. . With hands in pockets I search for rockets.
If I could only see straight. I wouldn't be lonely these days. I'd drag my body out of this place. And every Sunday I sleep. And pray that my soul will keep.
Beneath the heart of darkness. Lies an old machine that's dying. Spluttering like an army of artillery sporadically firing. The roots of the house are cracking, caving in.
Sad, blue, the world is upside down. And birds fly backwards. Cats, dogs, fall first upon the ground. And birds fly backwards. . Packed bags in the hallway.
Who's gone, buried in the well?. Who's gone, buried in the well?. Nobody knew him, he had only arrived.. . Who's gonna break it to his wife?. Who's gonna break it to his wife?.
This is a big mistake. And very soon you'll know. Why your whole family told you not to go. Where everybody said to stay. How could I ever think that I could feel the same caution as you.
I keep on livin'. To keep from cryin'. I keep on dreamin'. To keep from dyin'. I keep on trying. I ain't gonna stop. . Get right down to the bottom of the barrel.