Oh hey baby, there's something wrong. You've burnt away, you wear the sun. Maybe I slept too long. And missed the game and now you're gone. You wear the sun.
To the bitter end I have fought alone,. Now this cavalry is coming home,. Like a motorcade lost in tickertape,. I have felt my way to you again,. On any other day there'd be a marching band,.
I turned on a TV station. And lip read with the sound turned down. It was Pro-Celeb, mouth to mouth resuscitation. With Esther Rantzen, playing the one who's drowned.
Verse 1:. . I'd lived my life convinced I'd find. Your love somehow, some way. I held on to the faith that you. Would show yourself one day. Something in me believed.
[Music and lyrics by Marco Kehren/DEINONYCHUS]. . Like a thorn defending a rose,it penertated my vein.Welcoming the pleasuredome. and everlasting beauty. Like children analysing a picture book, and so do I. The.
Don't wanna take it slow. I wanna take you home. And watch the world explode. From underneath your glow. . I wanna watch the way. You creep across my skull.
Yo, this ain't nothin' but rock shit. I don't think y'all niggaz can't keep up with this. Fuck all you motherfuckers, fuck you. I don't think they can get with it.
Turn my mic up son. Turn my mic up son. Y'all niggas ain't ready. . Yo, yo, E, how's the kite. Rippin' the mic, hardcore, keepin' it tight. Sho nuff, roll thick, come, my Squad be tough.
* erick sermon (of epmd). . [e]. Uh, and you don't stop yeah yeah. Uh huh yeah yeah ha ha. . [slick rick]. You know what I'm sayin so I said. (rick d).
how the fuck can you have pride in a country. how empty,ignorant and blind do you gotta be. when you fly your filthy fucking flag. your saluting n empty,wortless,useless farce.
i don't have shit but i don'y t really give a fuck. i'll live a life of misery before i'm giving in. complacency and security. don't do a fucking thing for me.
I know that life ain't always good to you.. I've seen exactly what it's put you through. Thrown you around and turned you upside down and so you. You got to thinking there was no way out.
Never got your invitation. A party went on while you waited. All decked out with no place to go. . I can't get no satisfaction. A break in your chain reaction.
Talking:. E: Hey Defari, what's goin' down man?. D: Hey yo what's up E-Swift. E: Ah man, nuttin' much, i'm just sittin' here chillin' man. sippin on somethin', tryin' to figure out why the fuck.
You'll never know my name. And my pictures will not hang on your wall. All this stupid dreams will burn with my skin. When the fire flows through my veins.
Throwing sparks at my frozen angel. Gathering the words to coax the fire to start. Throwing sparks at my frozen angel. Words to melt the ice around your pretty heart.
Well hey you, Mr Torn Jeans. . Do you think you're mean. . Well, you cut just as easily. . As the faggot in the pink. . Are you ready tonight. . For the bloody sight.
Look at us now, are you happy with the way. That things are going around here?. Are you happy now?. Opened my skin, made a claim of revolution. Then you let yourself right back in.
You need a lot of hope. You need a whole whole lot of hope. When you were young you didn't get much of anything. When you were young you could have used me.