Got no reason for coming to me. In the rain running down, there's no reason. And the same voice coming to me. Like it's all slowin' down and believe me.
thers a war. with the bloods and crips. it get racial in the streets. im a let off a clip. cause this is for the brown ( pride ). R - A - Z - A. im a show you muthafuckers.
Newspaper clippings. a jailhouse sticking. slutty ass bitches. on the corner tricking. and im stuck. In spiral of violence. gang habbits / re-enforced.
too many things that could go wrong. you know we both were far too young. and everything can't make such perfect sense. I see myself in you today. I gotta find my own way now.
[Refro]. Recreio dos traficante os problemas so constantes. ironia, burguesia, isso tudo to exitante. a lei no importante, a policia ignorante. dando o bote errado quando ningum tem flagrante.
I came with the moonlight. I spread with the winds. I'm future and faint past. I'm ashes and dust. Hush, don't you cry. Moonchild, free your soul. I'l tell you how.
15 seconds. . Relaxa, e grude o ouvido na caixa. Escuta a faixa, uma mina e a bomba do Haxa. Pensamentos alm, passa o bong do glen. Ataque Lrico na cara, kamicase rasta zen.
I've always done what's right for me. I never asked for sympathy, compassion. I've always offered what it takes. To fit the frame my mirror makes. . I always thought, I had the key.
[Music: Tore Ostby]. [Lyrics: Dag Ostby]. . Out from the dark. To the freedom. No more retreat. Cancellation. . Marching towards. Fiery Landscape. Leaving behind.
I'm a new messiah. Won't you cry a tear for me?. I absorb your sleepless nights. I'm a black horizon, I'm solitude in chains. . Always in your way 'cause this is my land.
I'm tired of the hills. We're rolling, rolling in the grass. And we laugh to ourselves. While kicking flowers from the ground. And your body's so warm.
Voices from a TV screen. Breathing down your neck. A man without a face. Don't be surprised my friend. . He knows how to talk. He knows how to collect.
[Music: Tore Ostby/Roy S. Khantatat]. [Lyrics: Roy S. Khantatat/Tore Ostby]. . Wave after wave is breaking on the shore. Keeping the secrets of destiny.
I guess now its time for me to give up. I feel its time. Got a picture of you beside me. Got youre lipstick mark still on your coffee cup. Got a fist of pure emotion.
I could never compromise on all my dreams. I would never sacrifice my self-esteem. Paint your kiss on someone else's collar. Soak your sorrow with another dollar.
Boy did you hear me say. Did you hear me say now. Love ain't far, well I done mine, done mine, done mine. Ooh you can't hurry love. . Boy did you hear me say.
Clinch onto the swirling wind. Have a glimpse of ancient sins. Taste a ray of amber light. As the weary sun goes down. . There is yet another shore. Luna's light won't, leave you anymore.
Follow you down on this warm night. Down to a certain color. Although I'll make sure we fall on safe ground. I wouldn't lay your faith in my hands. . Snare me well with all your charms.
[PART 1]. [Sweet Lavender]. . Sense the purity of. your own mind child. such an innocence. not yet caught by. judging eyes. don't touch me. little seed.