A graveyard grows inside my head.. They planted things inside me.. I am soiled by the stale thoughts of long dead.. I was told to leave childish things behind..
don't wake this child of lies, he sleeps here in me. now I'm just his dream. he sees things with my eyes, things he knows that can't be. floating in my mindstream.
I need a ghetto Guyanese golf club. I need some innocent private Ireland. gotta have Zimbabwean dollar. American dollar. More money money in my man bag me want.
[Music: T. Exxel - Words: R. Mythisian]. . The gig is up so I'm of here. Ain't gonna waste up another year. I know you're mad because I've walked away.
We've been here before. I know it's getting late. But we can't walk away. . We walk around this room. So angry and upset. There ain't no giving in. . Tell me what you feel.
Scraping film away your eyes awake to quite the sight. a strobing TV static flares the neon motel light. a tray of ash so full. a candle burns at both it's ends.
Game over now. . Anticipating what's been done is done. My contradiction takes away the sun. Revolving sideways, back and forth we sway. Revolving sideways, back and forth we stay.
Graf von Krolock:. . Jahrelang war ich. nur Ahnung in dir,. jetzt suchst du mich. und hast Sehnsucht nach mir.. . Nun freu dich,. uns beide trennt nur noch ein winziges Stück,.
Hum, hum aight. Yo, you don't know is all about?. What we say we want a good ride. What me say?. . You a hear me now, darling. You betta ready wen de rude gyal callin'.
Some man say dem a rider but dem a slip saddle. An claim say dem a dally but dem a wiggle waggle. So dem want yuh bend gal don't help dem out. Gal dont gaggle.
I'm not afraid. Of a voice I hear. Calling me strong. Calling me on. . I hold these pretty dreams of mine. Struggling between my teeth. Like a cat I let you go free.
See my child, my past. Hoping yours is a blast. . I park my heart in your driveway. Now I'm healin' hell. I wanted a lion but I ended up with a man. Who wanted a gazelle.
Hand on the ground,. foot in the grave,. hand on the ground,. foot in the grave. . Falling from grace and you're going under,. back in your face, so you can see your blunder.
Melt to the beat of the drum. Melt to be one, to be one. . What thou wer'st, what thou be. Creature of the hatchery. Not a man reeling free. Bear this mark of destiny.
Yo - yuh say sheall request it - Ya man let she have it (oh-oh-oh-oh boy). (She cant get a way - no) Could never - Could never - eh-eh (no no). Give it to her hard (more with me-e-e).
Chorus:. Gal sey woooee. From you sure sey you man naah stall. When him mek yuh skin crawl. Sey woooee. 'Cause you know sey you hot and have it all. Fi you body man a bawl.
I've got to give you up, oh. I've got to swear you off. I'm missing my people. I'm hanging the sign. With too much forgiveness, baby. But I hear your voice.
There is a good tradition of love and hate stayin' by the fireside. There's a good tradition of love and hate stayin' by the fireside. An' though the rain may fall, your father's calling you.
Green grass say it's true. Cause I've got my eyes on you. Don't wait till it's over, don't wait till it's over. Stand on dry land, watch it wash away..
Aye and when my mind ain't straight. I twist a blunt and pop a pill and feel high all day. Cause I'm just tryna get it cause ain't nothing given. God forgive me if I sin but If I have to ima steal it.