Lyrics:
I was not
How to feel heaven in hell
Saying I’m cold in the heat of the sun
Tin tin come tin tin fun
Little drummer boy's drum
Beat to the tune
A foot of snow, on icy roads, and a winter chill
With a forecast of more on the way
But I know it's gonna be worth all
the cold nights and snowfall
CLOSURE
VERSE ONE
Cold hands, blurred lines
We’re burning in real time
In the middle of daylight
Although we try to pray, try to pray right
It’s
congregate, they shrimp. Anyone not in on the secret, or just passing by, would think that shrimping consisted of a person lying on the ground and writhing,
the losers up.
While the winners write the history books defeated die poor
More bereft of life than an old jackson pollack painting
Cold and alone, dead
See me reaching new highs and they wanna go
I'm playing for keeps
And I'm praying for fruit bearing trees, abundance of peace
Easily appeased by
I SEE THE SIGNS
Music & Lyrics by Gordon Pogoda, Suzie Benson, Alberto Bof & Duke Christian George III
Each time we walk down the street somewhere
toes, b
Bullets got him dancin' in the dark
Just like he Joji
White bitch with that powder
Like that cardio protein
Look, I eat five star, uh, you three,
to the chest red water alphabet soup
Best of the best wont stop till im in a phantom red coupe
You see im living by any means necessary
It gets cold and lonely
The night is cold and you're out in the city
Down in the dark where the streets got no name
You lost your love in the heat of the moment
She's out
Jilted lovers on Cambridge Street
Congregate on the cold concrete
And she's drawing up on your wall
That you take down every fall
Back to back when
song,
She never stopped singing,
Danced from her lips,
Down the dark grey street.
"My baby, my beauty........"
grand we are
Little by little we meet in the middle
Theres danger in the dark
Make it a crime to be out in the cold
You got a reason for livin'
You
your goodbye
Oh
Aah
Pulse's racing, darling,
How grand we are
Little by little we meet in the middle
There's danger in the dark
(It oughta be illegal)
powerin' through
He wants to look after his mum
Somethin' his dad couldn't do
He used to train out in the park
In the blistering cold
Until the roads
Dark are the streets, gloom's creeping out of the walls
Dirt comes alive and all the neon-lights call
Demons and fools and a lady of black
She's
Ways - cold dirty streets
Empty eyes.
Ways - lost dreams and no chance to rise.
Ways - ending with dark closed gates.
Ways - bordered by unknown
the middle
There's danger in the dark
(It oughta be legal)
Make it a crime to be out in the cold
(It oughta be legal)
You got a reason for livin'
You
leave
I drive in my car
Asleep at the wheel
I dream about you
She's on her way to Boston
I woke last night in a cold dark room
The window pane had
packed odessey
Majesty, livin out the golden book prophecy
Unstoppable, Iron Shiek of rap speaks
Blaze a tree in the street, blue and grey benz jeep
Oh, the streets of Rome
Are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You can almost think that
You're seeing double
On a cold, dark night
Supreme magnetic, Green grab get it
Ski mask panic, chief athletic
Uzi blow, Superbowl, the game's to be sold
Blood in my veins is trained to be cold
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