Here in this moment. I choose to believe. To call on the invisible. As if it could be seen. . Here in this moment. I am unafraid. To take part in His suffering.
Don't know why, every time. I try to tell you how I feel about you, I really feel about you. I can't find words designed. That say exactly what you mean to me 'cause you mean so much to me.
Does it feel like life is like a picture show?. Not quite real but pain and loss affect your soul. Many times we're left without a place to go. Nowhere to go.
Welcome (Yes welcome) to the Salt and Pepa Clubhouse. Now kick it...yeah. . It's me me S A L T. It's me me yes P E P. When we step the party. Everybody's mouth just open and drop.
Don't touch me! Get away from me!. Homeboy you better stop it keep up you're gonna get it. Your mouth is gettin' sassy don't make me have to hit it. 'cause when I heard about you my teeth just gritted.
Don't touch me! get away from me!. Homeboy, you better stop it, keep up you're gonna get it. Your mouth is gettin' sassy, don't make me have to hit it.
Get down with the party. (Wanna hang). I'm the Big Kahuna I got the whole shebang. I got the champagne and the ha, ha. (Ah). You know who we are. . Get down with the party.
1. The Beginning. . [Instrumental]. . 2. Better Than This. . I've shed these tears a hundred times.. The bottles are broken, my well runs dry.. All these painful words make this much harder..
C'mon c'mon, c'mon c'mon. On those Saturdays when kids go out and play,. Yo I was up in my room I let the stereo blaze,. Wasn't faded, not jaded. Just a kid with a pad and pen and a big imagination..
Time to find your mind, I see you kickin' your rhyme. To be the boldest of a boring kind, I see you. They're coming to make you, the rhyme you find. Will be the stupid of a boring kind.
I found a treasure in you. A black coal diamond in the rough. I chipped away to find out. That there was nothin' here. Nothin' like I thought. No. . I learned that lesson slowly.
Emmy was a school gem. And she shot the shit with the best of them. And she used clean needles when she can. And if that veins down use the other one.
sitting beside the mirror. looking at the face he's always known. all he sees is a shadow of himself. an image covered in scars. . pain, suffering, all he's ever had.
Fold up my thoughts, tuck them away.. Drink for the pain, drink it away.. Turn the key that hides. The devil's tongue, the vicious side.. The surgeons cut is fine..
Drape the room in shades of grey. Over pastel greens they are running. Like the ours of the day,. Seemingly they run to nothing. . Burn the midnight oil,.
Come on baby - I want your milt. . Come back tomorrow, I won't be getting home till then. Come back tomorrow, we'll trip the light fantastic in my bed.
I have to clear my name. My name has been defamed. The bastards got me now, now. . I have to run away. It's been a feteful day. I'd better learn to pray, to pray.
Wait until the caller ends. The conversation with his mother. Then take his place inside the box. And plaster one wall then the other. Pictures do the work of words.
Running down to the water. It's a way to make sense of the day. there's a ghost in the harbour. telling tales of the years swept away. . That she sent to show me.