Don't dare to tell me how I should live my life. Without you beside me, the one that I desired. The fear of the dark is tearing me apart. My future seems lost now tomorrow's hard to find..
The class of '92. A perfect schoolbook example. Friends encouraging themselves to. contribute to adolescence. Just another generation of ultra-violent disturbed kids.
As a matter of fact. It's the way that you act. It's a matter of (ways?). It's customary. It was the real (pie?). I got it all in my eye. She told me she wanted to hold me.
Well I do believe that crime pays. And I do believe there's.... I do believe that there's countless ways. And crime pays. crime pays.
[woman:]. Give me just what you have. Give me just what you have to offer. I'm comin' on through. I'm tasting the blue. I'm tasting the green. I'm tasting ???.
Make (?) me with it (?). It's all a game of Sunday fortune. In your eye. Crack a smile. Fortune frowns on your bad heart. Can you bless them, will you.
I couldn't be a reader. I had to write the words. I couldn't be a dancer. I had to pull the string. Hey, I wouldn't treat you nice. Hey, you'd have to pay the price.
You took out my eye. And I wonder why. Are you the same birth. You're not me. I can't see the sun. Moving July, the babies on the floor. I'm not saying anymore.
Well I read about your bargain basement. At the corner of the street. And about the strangers fawning. At the sidewalk and your feet. While running, try to meet me.
Fear Jesus Christ. Ah, don't fear what you have to do. He didn't fear what he had to do. I'll give it back tomorrow. I'll give it back, all your sorrow.
Take off all your leather and steel. Come over here and let me feel. All the good things you do for me. I'm lost without you. I'm so lost without you.
Well this here's the date and year. Collection. Again, it's the date and year. Collection. And well, to understand. You'll have to leave your new (?) man.
I want to thank you. For letting me know. The difference between. Wearing old clothes. And wearing new clothes.. And just when. Each type of clothes. Needs to be worn.
There's a secret in your hair. And it's wishing to be where. And so it seems. I'll have my dreams to give you. And now I think I'll close my eyes. To be the one you sleep with.
You look just like I expected you would. Absolute knock-out, knock-down. I'm dead. I'm crawling at the feet of you. I'm on the floor. And I like bein' here.
Been eating too much. Oh baby, something's wrong. Been nervous enough. Been thinking out loud. Baby why is there a crowd. Stick it over again. Oh why are we here.
Bitter tears in shades of blue. I go to the Everglades for you. Ride a horse into the rain. Looking for a pony trail. Oh got up on some kind of rail. Some kind of rail.
[Verse 1]. At my brother's Janazah. Tears stained sunglassses. A Salat with no bows. Pallbearer carry you to the car now. Chilly day, Mosque on 96 and 3rd.
I ran around the corner, I stepped into a cellar. Now I've tears in my eyes, I've got the ale house blues. I've heard the jailhouse lose. Little Randy just died.