Now, you step to the left, baby. You step to the right, now. Do the Boomerang, now. Do the all new thing around. . Get yourself together, now. Get on and soul, now.
Words like butterflies crash into my eyes. A kamakize flight right into my eyes. Words like razor blades slice into my veins. Exposing all my pain all that's left of me.
Like an ashtray. Hidden in. The corner of a room. That I'm not accustomed to. . Hope you don't mind. If you know what I mean. . Hope you don't mind. If you know what I mean.
I'm driving towards towers tops burning red. Sunny day and your real estate will drive me home. Stay off the main roads for me. Because I grew up in demo car city.
Here I am again. Pulling at broken strings. . Trying to find where it went wrong. How did I come to lose. . And how I never seem to win. . It's always me that plays the clown.
With every morning chore. You look around once more. So that your eyes will adjust. To all the grain and dust. . All the time, spent over nothing. Seems like you're done.
You're two-faced. all sideways. you're dry-eyed. and nightfly. your thin chokes. and splits spokes. you're high-staked. you're right-faked. your floor creeps.
I've been a fool to let you do the things you did to me. And it's easier bein' lonesome now than it used to be. Now that I am a lonely man from all that we've been through.
Obliviation, Has now come. Pain and sorrow, See the blood. Scattered bones, Shattered lives. Your existence, Borrowed time. . Misery, And destruction.
Resting, in your cold blood at the end. Awaiting demon souls to attend. Rising is your soul, From within. Dragged into the endless pit of sin. . Deceased, dethroned from life.
fear she not and fear. fear ye not. the ruler ofthe. eternal thought. the best is yet to come. evil is in reach. once possessed a soul. evil never ceased.
Decapitated, but feel no pain. Reign of terror, Hell's the name. Will not die with no regrets. My spirit lives, Return undead. . Blood spills out from your neck.
I am law. of this world. follow me. with no pity. . the deadly force. smashing your soul. mashing your body. claiming your soul. . melted skin. consumed into flames.
To be alive, it was told to me -. I must conform, you can't expect me -. to live a life, that doesn't make sense -. in my own world, you're a death sentence -.
Me, Plug Three, the one they call Baby Huey. The one that gets all the money. All the money. Maybe that's right. . A fat funky fruit with a whole lot of tang.
[ Baby Bam ]. Souped up, gased up, got the fresh gear on. Seen you with the Beamer and the new Liz Claybourne. How you're doin, baby? Oh, you're doin good now?.
She walks in stumbles out. People talk that girl shouts. Y'all say drink, she does shots. Y'all get buzzed, she gets rocked. . On the floor she falls down.
Se eu pudesse te apagar de mim. E nunca mais lembrar. Cada verso que me escrevia e me fazia acreditar. Se eu pudesse deixar você pra trás. E nunca mais estar.
Você quer me controlar não pensa e nem quer ver. . Que eu sigo os meus próprios passos. Tente entender. . Se vou errar ou não. Quem vai pagar o preço sou eu.
I feel dirty and cheap like I'm built from the street. Fresh blood and dead meat, another child's been beat. Yesterday is always too far away. And all my tomorrows won't save me today.