Seems like all my time has been wasted. Anticipating your return. But if I could have it back. I'd probably just waste it. Again. For you. But you come and you go.
Hablar sin escuchar, rendirte sin intentar. Pues amar sin ser amado, no es amar. Es llorar sin ser lágrima. . Como una estrella fugaz, todos los sueños se irán, se irán.
Pig brother's watching you!. . I've made a passion of bandage and dark rooms. Blind dates that can't control my escape. Pig Brother begs, spread your legs.
Suddenly strange things are happening to me. Strange people are not the faces I wanted to see. Champagne, pain or drugs through the veins. How could this happen to me?.
{Yami Bolo}. It's been so long We've been in captivity.. People wishing one day to be free.. . {Snow}. Waiting to see the day when freedom will come..
Intro: (Snoop talking with homey). . Homey: Ai Dogg, let me holla at'cha man. Snoop: Wuz up home?. Homey: Word is on the streets. Your beats gone be delicate since Dre did shake the spea's out,.
East Nashville? Shit, man. We're living in a dream world over here. Born on a full moon's what I heard. Turned over drinks from a neighborhood into a full-on goddamn dream world.
Some folks are born made to wave the flag. Oh, they're red, white and blue. But when the band plays, 'Hail To The Chief'. They point the cannon right at you.
Head over heels falling faster. Spinning wheels go round and round. No big deal. One more disaster. I'll take my chances. I'm just falling down. . Cause I feel like I'm falling in love.
it's late at night and i'm drunk again. i think about the times we spent. i thought you were the only one. but now i'm glad that you are gone. . i remember days you hated me.
Suspect device has informed us of discrepancies. Limiting potentials. Synthetic lives enforced by genetic clones. Technology complicates simplicity. Illuminate a realized potential.
victim of collision on the open sea. nobody ever said that life was free. sink swim go down with the ship. but use your freedom of choice. i say it again in the land of the free.
all that I wanted. was a space to rectify. to rid deception. to sift and purify. . filter out the desecrated. sift. sanctify what she created. . dying with a goal.
caught as I run. I question my existence. I put myself on trial. confronting my values. deciding my verdict. accepting my fate. fields of illusion. I - fear - the - path - that - has - yet - to - come!.
(featuring Masai Bey). . Since the beginnig, there has always been smut. God is smut, death is smut, your girl is probably smut, hip hop is smut. And now, for your pleasure, all you dirty fucks.
If we hold on to each other while we die. Then together through the Heavens we will fly. Maybe we could share a place somewhere beyond. Maybe I'll wind up Chinese and you'll be blonde.
She's got a new boy. I guess that's good for her. I know she'll have more in common with him. Than with me anymore. . It's just the thought. Of another arm around her shoulder.
Musical Introduction. . Verse Number One:. Starving little children...with no hope in sight.... For the red, yellow, brown, black and white.... Crying for help in the still of the night.
In the city the commute is a silent train. full of tired workers. Blank stares,. discomfort, and caffeine keep them. awake. And it seems so sad to me..
Riding my bike over the Mass Ave bridge,. and I'm staring at the cityscape.. Seems like forever since we started this adventure. and the days are getting shorter again..