I can see the future, deep inside tomorrow. I can smell the burning, the way you feel. Guarding all the children, is not love the answer?. You cannot pretend your life is real.
I love my little baby. I'm gonna get so close to you. I'd walk a hundred thousand miles. Just to get your inner view. . Well, my little darlin'. Oh, when I see you I get hot.
If you see me in the pouring rain. No, I'm never coming back again. For you, my beloved Chanel. . Walk along my dear hand in hand. No not a tear not a grain of sand.
Look into the eyes of the government liars. Listen to the sound of the guilty choir. Blood stains on the sacred pyre. Under the book the breathing fire.
I have danced in the finest ballrooms. I have loved, never losing sight. I have sighed at the sight of Paris. All I want is you, all I need is you. . I would die from a soldiers bullet.
That's what I want is a blood in your eye. That's all I need is a reason to die. Put it in your veins and it'll ease the pain. So talk your shit to someone else 'cause I ain't got the time.
Rain, rain, acid rain. Don't come back for another day. I wash my face in the sea of blood. I wash my face in the sea of blood. . Rain, where are you hiding?.
CHORUS. Worry not, keep your stress in check. Anxiety's a disease, you gotta learn to live with it. Cancer spreads, it'll eat right through. There oughtta be a quarantine for people like you.
(verse). my popularitys on the ri-ise.my self-image is somewhat. . sinking. my heads expanding in size but my stomachs shrinking. it all evens out in the end thats what I'm thinking.
Sometimes I wish I was a star. Blinking brightly from afar. Looking down on everything. Thinking of the light I bring. . Sometimes I dream I was a fish.
Motherfuckers. Peace. Shut the fuck up. And I don't know their looking dead tonight (x3). Ain't looking like they got the strength to fight. . Switch up your pulse patterns.
[Sage Francis]. . i'm having identity crises.. "no we're not." "yes we are.". i'm having identity crises.. "no we're not." "yes we are.". . i don't have a feeling that hasn't been felt, feeling on my felt tip,.
I'm a construct of your world, deep-rooted, polluted and tortured. Abused and altered, I just caught you eves dropping. Adam's rising to pluck the fruit from off the branch.
Peristiwa cinta dulu, menjadi sejarah,. Dan akan tertanam, selama-lamanya,. Dan aku tak bisa, tak akan terulang,. Kedua kalinya.... . Kepadamu oh kasihku,.
This is to the (uh-uh) intertwined souls. the hands I've been trying to hold. This is to the (uh-uh) love that I lost. and all the troubling thoughts of how I got double-crossed.
Had one too many one way conversations. with the licky licky lord. 'till I grew a scissor tongue. and c-c-cut the cord. put the phone on the floor. detach the wires in my head.
this is to the woman who I loved but lost.. intertwined souls of the universe got divorced.. but it wasn't forced. got single thoughts of being double crossed,.
Written By: Sage Francis. . Verse One:. . The weak link is quivering...determining the chain's strength/. Wimpering...VIBRATING...the wave length/. of its stress signals are more or less symbols. It just trembles/.
Consider me to be a fly on the wall with a bird's eye view. I stare, as my birthtime drew near. The only Earth I knew reared me in a world I grew to fear.
We were looking for something. like we were digging for gold. but we came up with nothing. only dirt and some stones. fucked up is the only. thing I know.