Make a big deal of it. . You spit that trash up on me. I'm dodgin' sticks and stones. You fly off at the handle. You crash like Dow Jones. . Unstoppable.
I give my props to the speak and spell. It taught me grammar in the A-T-L. Growing up as a kid in Marietta. I puts those beats all into my sampler. Played the loops all night on that Casio.
Coretan di dinding membuat resah. Resah hati pencoret mungkin ingin tampil. Tepi lebih resah pembaca coretannya. Sebab coretan di dinding adalah pemberontakan.
Business and pleasure. Keeping you up,. Hunting for treasure. You can't dig enough,. Growing but losing. Staying up late,. All the nightclubs are closing.
Once in awhile I'll wake up reaching. For her, pain cuts so deep I think I'm. Dying lying for her.. The rain is pouring through words. Of decay, washing her blood away.
Lost my mind, a head of proven lies... (A car ride suicide, the last time I will cry). . Blurred my sight, and losing track of time... (A car ride suicide, the last time I will cry).
Stretching in her seatbelt. She turned and said to me,. If I died today it would be kind of a relief.. And I said to her, Yeah, I know what you mean..
Your face is stuck in my mind,. And it seems like I can't get away,. Still feel the sting in my pride,. You know I can't believe we left it this way,.
Runaway, runaway, breathe this in. The waters wait, waters wait. Wide awake, wide awake, breathe this in. The waters wait, waters wait. Asking if you are, are.
The flashlights came out, the sound of the move. The wet of the ground, you're starting to lose. You took every breath, you've traced all my steps. To start in the streets and end what is left.
Light breaks the morning glaring headlights in the fog. To see how measurements and aerospace is moving up. This sudden danger is my calling I can swear.
The beauty of eternal darkness. Now spreads across this land. Changing our reality. The end of time has come for man. . Barren wastelands. With nothing left alive.
this cut to fitness. so-called legitness. is senseless and yes full of shit. spare me your self-awareness. I could care less about. counter culture bullshit and fashion cliques.
Carry me, angel please far from here. And I wont fall from you. Aim at me, let your arrow fly. I'm not afraid to die. . I wanna know a cost worth paying for.
It's a complex story, this heart is carrying when it's closer to you. When I'm out for glory, I cant care for anyone, and that includes you. . This is an honest truth, without a doubt, the heart that I have to give.
We're killing ourselves, and we know. Yet we can't escape the air. And seeing this all come to pass. We're convinced that we won't last. So seeing these patterns, we act like it don't matter.
Hold the sceptre to the sky. Hold it high to be cleansed. Climb the ancient stone. You child of innocence. . Take the sceptre. You who didn't crave it.
You grasped a pot of gold,. now it looks like lead.. On your path of hunger. the gold lies still ahead.. . At the end of the rainbow. another rainbow starts..
Behind the veil of destiny. The path might turn in sudden twists of irony.. Night turns to day, dark turns to light.. . Wielder of steel, tier of ropes..