don't you wind me up, i gave you everything you wanted.. don't you wind me up.. stuck in a room with a view. . .. oh, cruel hand of fate. . .. and the candle burned down. . ..
Speaking in rhythms and talking in tongues. Burning down buildings of people you shun. Fast and fearless deadly smooth. Basic movements of a painful mood.
Take a look inside your heart. What seems fair today. Tomorrow it may not. Just walk on a journey. Don't stop reachin' high. Don't let the time pass you by.
Can you feel life movin' through your mind,. Ooh, looks like it came back for more!. Yeah yeah yeah!. Can you feel time slippin' down your spine,. Ooooooh, You try and try to ignore!.
Echa un vistazo dentro de tu corazn. Lo que parece justo hoy. Maana puede que no. Slo hay que pasar en un viaje. No deje de Reachin 'high. No deje que el tiempo pase usted por.
Yo check it out, knahwhat I'm saying?. It's time to get a real low down. About how it goes, knahwhat I'm saying?. Ain't no need to beat around the bush.
Life just ain't the same. (Life ain't the same). Life just ain't the same. (Coming up in the new game). Life just ain't the same. . Life just ain't the same.
Sometimes you gotta let it go. certain situations you're facin' will make your head explode (ahha ha)(x2). . being in this game ain't no joke. plenty brothas on the street straight get smoked.
Aiyo, tonight, ain't no more bitches. Ain't no more hoes, no freaks, no niggas. No gun sligin', right about now. Tonight only, yo, we just gonna ride.
My outlet is full of powerful niggas. Electrify ya tie, spark up the lah. Keep the room dark, let me fill out my high. Then slap box my ghost till one of us cry.
Run for the cue. . Lisa Lipps. Was a Rolling Stone, huh. Yeah, wherever she slap slob wasn't home. And now she's gone, ain't no sun. Shine meaning she's gone.
Let It Go. . You say to me. . Dont know what you want. Ever since you said you cant. Trying to find a way to believe. . I know that it is wrong. But I cant get along.
Well we're older but we've lost the wisdom. Oh we're smarter but we've lost our interest. We've been colder, but hell that ain't saying much. If shit gets darker let's tie a noose and cut our losses.
I got a one hundred-dollar bill. It's all shiny, crisp, and clean. And it's burning a hole in the pocket of my jeans. I think I'll spend it on some pills.
Too scared to go to proud to run. Here's your orders boy here's your gun. We're sending you off to Vietnam. Try to stay cool try to stay calm. . Never seen nothin' but that Mid-Texas dirt.
Regie Hamm, Steve Siler and Bob Farrell. We do a pretty good job of throwing sticks and stones. But everyone's got a closet full of skeleton bones. No need to tear each other down.
Sittin' there with your hair all in your face. Tears are fallin' like they're in a race. You look down, you look around, then you look up again. You get the feeling you can never win.
Arnie Roman, Russ Desalvo and Terry Cox. I was a pilgrim on a journey. Through a desert cruel and unjust. I was lost and I was thirsty. And there where no signs I could trust.
It's a long stretch of highway at midnight in New Mexico. It's a small colored light that shines from your car radio. It's the old motel owner who sleeps on a cot.