Feels like the pavement. Proud and cold. Walking feet. Walking soul. . I'm rolling out the bones. . Lay me down, let me go. I'm feeling heavy, the ground is cold.
Feels like the pavement. Proud and cold. Walking feet. Walking soul. . I'm rolling out the bones. Lay me down. Let me go. Feeling heavy. The ground is cold.
Dialog, communicate. Wasted words circulate. Catchy phrases, inside joke. Sitcom pilot, simple folk. . Speak to me with your heart. Speak to me with your.
I can't believe you're saying. That you've given to me all that you can. I can't believe you're thinking. At the top of your lungs this feels so bad. .
Yeah, like a name soon forget. Ashes from your cigarette. Like a knife, they come and go. They go slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow. . You don't recall what you used to know.
Excuse Me. My apologies. But your body is beyond baffling. You belong on the cover of a magazine. Or the covers of my mattressing. Wearing nothing but your mabaline.
Living out of my round, round suitcase. I never know which place to call my home. I don't think it's strange in my case. . I close my eyes, to forget where I am.
Chorus. . -Rocc bottom-. Two shots to the head-Served out. Im bout to roll another L-Served out. Two women in my bed-Served out. That nigga Served out That bitch served out.
So you think you're in love. Yes, you probably are. But you wanna be straight about it. Oh, you wanna be straight about it now. . So you think you're in love.
I used to ring you and put down the phone. Once wore a hole in your dress. Even tried voodoo right outside your home. But these days I just couldn't care less.
Voices in the shadows, whispers in the night. Telling him that vengeance will make everything all right. Tortured as a child, condemned by all his peers.
People of the World. Rise up hear my words. You are the one who must carry the cross. You are the one to defy your masters. Breaking the spell you were cast into.
In the California streets at night. You can feel the thunder rising. You can hear the screams of tires in the air. All the racers in their street machines.
Calling out to Earth. I know something is terribly wrong. No contact, no transmission. No signs of life to tell me what's going on. . Washed upon the shore.
The beggar on the street, it's enough to make you weep. He wants something he can shoot through his veins. Tearing up the place when the heart begins to race.
You've got ashes on the tip of your finger. You've got secrets in the back of your mind. You've been searching for the meaning of evil. 'Cause you're attracted to the darkness of life.
(When you shed your blood for me). (When you shed your blood for me). . You shed your blood for me, I finally realize. I never want to be so far from your light.
[Considering] the same old you. Head on fast, but it came on easy. Now I won't be gone for long, at least I'm going [home]. [I'm here for you], now you know what you lost.