Fallen Soldier

The medal that his dad gave him. Tucked away in his duffle bag. He said don't wory about a thing, Paps. You'll be gettin' this when I'll get back. . Walkin' down the road.

Friends

Friends, how many of us have them?. Friends, how many of us have them?. Friends, how many of us have them?. Friends, how many of us have them?. . Every since I could remember, I had friends I could depend on.

First We Pray

Black people don't have no, no where to go. You know, all we got to do is kick it. We gonna kick it in our hood, you know. What we gonna do?. . We might we go kill a couple of niggas, man.

Fun

So long. I've been waiting to sing this song. Not sure if it's worth it anymore. Working anymore. . People always asking about you. And people always want to talk about you.

Frightened Child

I hear your silent scream. Deep in your private dream. Two ways to go from here. One way will bring you near, fragile wish. . Full moon, no rain, no shame.

Friday I'm In Love

I don't care if Monday's blue. Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too. Thursday, I don't care about you. It's Friday I'm in love. . Monday you can fall apart.

Free Life

Let's take a little trip down where we used to go. It's way beyond the strip, a place they call your soul. We'll sit down for a while and let the evening roll.

Flower

I'm not gonna leave you,. So don't fear for the. tears you need to cry.. Cause you are grieving,. And all of your feelings. burn a fire beneath your smile..

Find Me A Home

Crestfallen machines,. make me a pantomime,. dark disease.. Watch my old friends leave,. now I have you to keep me down.. I travel, no light rests. in the night watches as I roam..

Forever

Fairy Tale Song (cadê)

(Milton Nascimento/Ruy Guerra/Matthew Moore). My little fairy tale friend. My little tired frail friend. Where are all your friends and dreams from the old days,.

Fairy Tale Song (cad)

(Milton Nascimento/Ruy Guerra/Matthew Moore). My little fairy tale friend. My little tired frail friend. Where are all your friends and dreams from the old days,.

Free

I got some money in my pocket and I wanna go shopping. An go buy me some things I like. I saw some kicks up in the mall, that I just gotta be rocking.

Feel Myself

Feel Myself". [Chorus:]. I just wanna feel myself. I just wanna feel myself. I just wanna feel myself. I just wanna feel myself. I just wanna feel myself.

Fur

An industry substained by our desire. to force suffering on others. . Their lives for leather.... all for our fashion.... you're taking their skin....

Fullmatad

Fullmatad med lgner. Lurad och frnedrad. . Kan du gissa vad jag tnker p?. . Nergngen, destruktiv. Utan hopp, utan liv. . Kan du gissa vad jag tnker p?.

Fucking Murder!

You treat animals for food and clothes. But none of you are starving or freezing. In the most horrible ways you torture them. Just to get that little piece of information.

Fuck The System

This is the end, yes this is the end. While I watch you burn my friend. You crawl in self-pity and selfishness. While I am in favor, you eat from my hand.

Forcefed Opinion

It's time to make up my mind. Let my opinion be heard. But if I vote against it. They say I'll enter the blind world. . It's a hard decision. It makes no mistakes.

For What Cause?

Our perfect society, gives us food and shelter. Gives us food and shelter, takes care of the weak. . Lieing - for what cause?. Raping - for what cause?.