My hands are shaking. eyes focused on you. I'm only doing what I've got to do. when I can't face it. when I'm dead on my feet. six o'clock in the morning.
I used to run in the forest. I used to run in the street.. With this new kind of sadness, I can't even get on my feet.. They used to read Jack London, while I was on the prowl..
On days away. When we almost killed our own. We found a way. To be distracted then absolved. . And if I leave you would you smile?. And it's not up for a discussion.
[L: Parcharidis / M: Parcharidis, Wolf, Zaios]. . Knights are the one who own the powers and the skill. To bring us back from those cold nights and winters chill.
Cut my eye, I can see, oh my God, take that back.. Can you see the loaded rack?. Move that question from the store.. . Cut my eye, I can see, hold my thoughts, take that back..
Con este tango que es burlón y compadrito,. Se ató dos alas la ambición de mi suburbio.. Con este tango nació el tango y como un grito. Salió del sórdido barrial buscando el cielo..
(Blackmore/Glover/Turner). . It doesn't matter if I'm right or wrong. It really doesn't mean a thing. It doesn't matter if you like my song. As long as you can hear me sing.
Out on the run, down in the street. Living it day after day. Against all the odds, taking the heat. Nothing can stand in our way. . Never enough, comin' on strong.
Calling all moral souls come congregate at local watering holes.. This Camelot is where we rest our beer.. Guided by holy neon lights, we're citizens of the night..
Auf meinem Bergesgipfel sitz ich nun schon ein paar Jahr. da lichtet sich der Nebel und es wird mir plötzlich sonnenklar. . Der Wahnsinn nimmt nur zu und die Probleme werden grösser.
Ja mei, ja mei. wenn in mir um a Diandl schau. dann woa i scho genau. rund mua sei. und a wengerl resch. u mei. . Mei, ja mei. de meist'n Menscha ham a Gstell.
Yeah, we doin' this one for all da ladies, ha, H-town boys. Kickin' it with my boy Luc. Fo da 93 you know what I'm sayin'?. Cause we will be knockin' da boots.
Would we possibly see. The keeper of all the keys. One key to rule them, he keeps in the great hall. Under the dark tower we call. Now we beat on the drum.
I feel the skin that separates us, start to fade. And when I lie on top of you, Im afraid. I can see right through myself, crystal clear. I am disassembling.
Get it out the hood like that's what's up. Had to hustle left and right like what. On the grind out for Monday love. A lil thug in me, what's up. Now I step up and the game came up.
Verse:. Cockni o' dire. . Chorus:. Killa rhyme klik keeps the function live. Heads treat my lovely on the 1, 2, 5. I might socialize if I dip and dive.
Uh huh, come on. Smokin' up an L. Might kill a brain cell. But I might as well. I'm on a highway to hell. Totally consumed. By an aerie feelin'. . I hear pigs squealin'.
psychotic, motherfucka! skrapz, representing the house of krazees banging off the. chamber painting the town red right here in your fuckin ass i'm clinically.
if you so much as say my name into a phone. that you dialed for my home i'll come running back again.. if you so much as entertain the thought of us. that you had while riding bus i'll coming running back again..
up the stairs and down the hall.. to your door and through your wall.. sorry that i never called you. so please come to your window.. i've been throwing rocks all night. i must be crazy..