Do you love me?. No!!. (Gap). Born evil giant sinner. Human spirit lies. No compassion fortured soul. EVANGELION!!. Armageddon day is here. Living hell has come.
Sun set and sun rise I'm my own personal light show. Flipping switches...moving from basin bottoms to plateaus. The Earth...manipulates itself beneath me.
[Chorus]. Can I kick it? (yes you can) {*3X*}. Well I'm gone (go on then). . Can I kick it,to all my people who get wicked like Sage does. before this did you know what my real name was.
Can't get you outta my head. Got you into my heart,I'm goin' crazy. Just to be with you. You always stay on my mind. Most all of the time. And I don't know what am I gonna do.
(Verse1). The day of reckoning is here,Ah yeah,it's. finally arrived. This is it,only the strong survive. A supreme being of power,a tower of strength.
Author: Sage Francis. . We walk as two, but we'll leave one set of tortured footprints/. Now here she comes...walking through the door...giving that look. Since/.
(Verse1). How many times must we start again. The creation of the world from beginning to end. What will it take before we learn. We gotta wake up now 'n' show some concern.
Had I known then what I know now. Had I thought now what I knew then... I might still be human. with all the little stupid fix-ins. As I fix sins and vixens vick souls.
(Chorus). Shes a fairy with broken wings. I used to watch her perform. And if she hears me I hope she sings songs. That had me going right back. Couldn't find anyone in town to talk.
(Verse1). Late Saturday night,early Sunday morning. I woke up stretching and a-yawning. I got a visit by something out of this world. I wasn't sure if it was a boy or a girl.
Maze broken. She's runnin'. Feet swollen. He's commin'. She's stolen. . And before he even knows it she's gone.. Tea cups sittin' on the hollow tree stumps.
Tonight I'm in the mood for some unscheduled affection. Spontaneous combustion...I'm playing with my fire inside. Burning my inner child blackened his skin to the tint of his sweatshirt.
AUTHOR: Sage Francis. . Now I know it ain't right, but I decided I hadta' /. Us poets paint life, but don't get recognized till afta' /. So I faked my own death just to see what would happen /.
AUTHOR: Sage Francis. . Chorus. . Verse One:. . Who wants to play a game? /. Game Boy /. Boy George /. George Bush /. Bush pie /. Pie plate /. Plate Tectonics /.
Day one, I played with her blood. Day two, left her face bruised and we called it making love. Day three, her blood played with me. Dirty talk caught me off guard.
The sun flies through the sky, leaves darkness in its wake. And now I hear the hellhounds barking at the gate. To be honest, sometimes I want you to relate.
I am nothing but a shell of the man i once was. so you could put me to your ear. and actually hear yester-year's ocean. . I was in shape then. A much better built body.
As I sit looking out the window. I can still remember. They call me to tell me. You went away. It was such a cold day. . On a Sunday morning. It came without a warning.
I still remember when I was young. Someone always had me under their thumb. But now I'm breaking free, a feeling inside of me. Its my decision I'm taking control.