Lyrics:
I almost can't stand to watch, as we are made to suffer
In a scene run by fashion, and what label you are on
Wake up, look around, at what your
my own way
This is how its gonna be this is what I say
This time I'll take life by the balls
I won't stop 'till I've had my fill
I'll keep draining
Get up everybody and sing
Everyone can see we're together as we walk on by
(And) And we fly just like birds of a feather
I won't tell no lie
All
and worked all their lives
Never made it ahead, let alone, couldn't even get by
Never got to enjoy what they worked so hard for
For our children who have yet
Written by: Stephen Allen Davis / Boo Hewerdine
Confrontation ain?t your thing
You say that laying blame won?t do no good now
So before you go
down from the sky
I've never told you, how much I love you
I just let a moment passed me by
I couldn't see, but you've made me believe it.
Now that
blows hard
Yes and it wants me to discard the humanity I know
Watch the warmth blow away
Do you think I should adhere
To that pressing new frontier
know by now
Three's a crowd
So tell me something I don't know
Like you, you don't ever want to let me go
I heard he looks a lot like me
So will
alive
In the palm of your hand
As long as we are flyin'
All this world ain't got no end
In the daytime
You will find me by your side
Tryin' to do
guard
And make sure you know
By January when it's freezing outside
And the leaves have all withered and died
We'll see the white frost sparkle
eyes up here above
But I just keep exposing myself
The rain is holy water sprinkling
And it's heresy to shun it all
So I'll let its touch erode me
[R. Martinez]
Fill this place with blood and that of no other
Than the Lord Jesus Christ
I am what I am, if it were not for mercy
I too would be
Check one, check two, lets take a cruise
I done did the game every which way but loose
Nothing left to do except collect my cash
And I bet that ass
cookin
Screems where heard from frisco down to brooklyn
I don't do it for the fun 'cause ima mc rival
Fuck if you a champion
I don't want your title
LAST
feel your patient care in your dreadful glassy stare
or does it feel your true emotions in its scars and bruises burn
Do you really think your lies
the moment of truth is in your hand
so don't let it slip by
don't hide your head in the sand
or else it's the end
you'll reach the end of the line
When I think of you it's just the same
This feeling it could never changeBelieve me
It fills me up with joy and happiness
Though there is only
close attention
While my road dog Sho tell ya how it G-O
(Sho)
Lord have mercy, anotha day anotha dollar
So many bills and problems, it make me want
ukaże całokszałt
Z boku lepiej widać można się zapomnieć
W życiu byś nie pomyślał że to prawda w oczy kole
Na pięciu życzliwych ze trzech nie do końca
said goodbye to me
Regrets though I may have plenty
And plenty go shifting the blame
Still it was I picked my pony
Again and I'd do just the same
I've
start, hey
Empty out my jaw, hey
Do this shit for art, hey
Fuck those bullshit charts, hey
Fuck it, I'm losing control, aye
My feelings down
in the garden
Sitting side by side
Smiling at your window
Cos they know that you're inside
And all they have to do
Is bide their time.
Faeries in
follow you
I want to be right there beside you always
I will follow you
And hold you near and never let you wonder
You're so wonderful
And just
I´m watching the trains from the attic
And painting a face on the moon
By 7 a.m. he was sitting beside me
11 lines he wrote his wife
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