These words are like paper ships. On the river of your attention. Sent to reach your ocean. And sink into its depths. . Its water may help to unfold them.
the sun is shining. it could be a wonderful day. the children play outside. while the birds sing in the sky. . a warm breeze moves the grass. and small feet squeeze it.
What I see is always the same. Nothing new in my eyes. No one to blame. What I feel is always the same. Nothing new in my mind. For my brain just the same.
a rotting smell all over the park. jesus is dead sky is like an ark. there are wars all over the world. millions of dead men. you just get gripes. from all these lies.
We're the children of the first-world. A livestock for consume and fuel for a machine. We think in circles directed by TV. We obey to numbers they tell us how to be.
A town - cold and dark,. nothing is real,. what do you feel,. you wanted to live forever,. and now you got it,. nightmares, agression and death.. you got what you deserved - moneyman,.
Baby baby since you've been away. The skies are gray, my world is fading. I see lovers walkin' 'round my way. The holiday, the celebrating. . With everyone with smiles.
Eden's whore. Slave of the pain. Prison of the flesh. Dirty. Lascivious. Inbred fear. . Her soul is infected. . Her soul in the prison of flesh. Rips her flesh.
Dies ist mehr, mehr als ein wort. Ein wort ist mehr als buchstaben. Dies ist mehr, mehr als musik. Musik ist mehr als ihre tne. . Dies ist mehr, mehr als ein bild.
I remembered when they told you that you had to leave it out. That the King's Road fade on a Saturday; that's what it's all about. The 100 Club on Monday was the only place to be.
Everyday is the same in here. I think I need some air. You're telling me that I'm mad. But I know that the pills are bad. . Help me, sonny, take me away from here.
I'm an alligator, I'm a mama-papa coming for you. I'm the space invader, I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you. Keep your mouth shut, you're squawking like a pink monkey bird.
(Young P). Ayo daddy show these mothafucka's how we do it. P, P, P, P. P, P, P, P. Who holding down NYC huh?. P, P, P, P. Yeah, listen. [Prodigy]. It don't matter who popping for the moment.
Super now smoke few bottles on the sleety. parkers on racks 'cause I raps like Christmas. holy shit get light, get light. it's hot outside I got the keys to the bike.
There is a major and a minor to the key I'm singing, And all that I can say is that a time will come. it will be fun and we'll be singing oh everyday.
Ona radi u tvornici. ne sanja isto sto i druge zene. ona sanja drugi svijet. . Ona sanja drugi svijet. crvena svijetla kabare. ona sanja drugi svijet.
I zato, sto sam tako mlad. sto sam tako mlad. i zato, sto ne mogu. s' tobom drugacije. . I zato, sto nemamo. kamo sto nemamo. i zato, sto nemamo. love za skupe provode.
Goodbyes now and goodbyes gone. What's been said right here, right now. Has already been done. This wouldn't be your first mistake,. Not this one. But who cares now.
(C. Kirschner). Produced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI). DrumsKeys: Curtis Curtis and Concetta. End Live DrumsGuitar: Concetta Percussion: Curtis.