Soldier can you see the light. Soldier can you see the light. Pull down the shades lie on the floor. There's no use for it anymore. Torch the curtains you're a puppeteer.
Nameless, RKay,. Can I be your prisoner I'm a prisoner. Chorus 2x. I'm a prisoner, prisoner Umenishika,. shika I'm a prisoner, prisoner. Mpenzi lako umenifunga.
I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas, please.. Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me, I love it!. Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start.
HELLO GREAT BIG CLOUD UP IN THE SKY. HOW YOU FLOAT ABOVE THE WORLD SO HIGH. DRESSED IN PINK JUST LIKE A QUEEN. TAKE THIS MASSAGE THERE FOR ME. . HELLO GREAT BIG CLOUD UP IN THE SKY.
Discontent slowly drifting far away. Low feeling no healing a heart of stone. And as I plunder. As I fall astray. And if I should wander. Could you help me find my way.
Leave your mark etched in time. You be yours and I'll be mine on separate sides. You know I've been lost in so much fuckin' sadness. My life kills me.
[testimony of the dying]. . I, who walk disguised among,. i, who have watched death a thousand times. i, who perform the murderous art,. king of kings, lord of pain.
[testimony of the dying]. . I, who walk disguised among,. I, who have watched death a thousand times. I, who perform the murderous art,. King of kings, lord of pain.
I stalk my prey at night. I have the look of death in my eye. I follow your every move. Waiting for you with my killing tools. . Let me taste your bittersweet flesh.
I am filth. I'm volatile. Full of rage. So fucking vile. We're the ones. Your parents hate. Fuck the rules. And fuck the faith. Don't want salvation. I can't be saved.
Don't you dare. Put your claws away. I'm not done. With the chase. . I'm stuck on over-drive. And I can't find my brakes. The world's a witch. And I burned her at the stake.
Now I've got you where I want. Lots of love,. I will haunt.. Now I've got you where I want. . Baby burn burn with my sexual desire. Turning up the heat till we fucking in the fire.
[Verse 1]. . Girls on lock. Make it drop. Hand on glock. Party hard, never stop. Haters hate, bitches talk. I'm too trashed to even walk. I'm too gone to be found.
P.L. U.R.. Peace, love, unity, respect. These are all the things. That I will never forget. . No hate. Just party and play. Let the lights hypnotize my brain.
I'm climbing through the valley of truth.. Breathin' the dust of me and you.. . Bury it all.. The scars of your love.. The sins in your story.. The blood of your falls..
If you leave the house you have to wear expensive clothes. Or they'll say that you're up to no good. If you look like money then you might be left alone.
We are Cop Rock, we are Screech, we are Z. Cavaricci. We are laser-removed Tasmanian Devil tattoos. We are Third String, we are puck, we are Special People's Club.
We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin playa that ain't with us no more. . yeah, notorious b.i.g.. . hell no, we gonna do this for a gang banging thug that never seen it comin'.