Lyrics:
to see
Secrets of eternity, and they don't come all at once
And you don't know why
Well how do you think it feels to hear you screaming out my name
While
So I count every second
Don't let them take my head
And dance over my dead
Body, yeah
Body, yeah
I'm weak, I'm blind
Give me the strength I need
Illinois, Springfield, Missouri too!
Seven states, count em, seven,
Spread out in front of you!
You'll like the aroma, of Tulsa, Oklahoma,
Albuquerque
sittin' in your chair by the window
Looking out at the city
And I hope
Sometimes you wonder 'bout me
by my side
Right next to me
You can run but you cannot hide
Don't say you want me
Don't say you need me
Don't say you love me
It's understood
Turn me over one by one let them kiss my ass
I see dead people
I see dead people
Pocket full of ego, big head people
One two three body count rising
that
In fact I don't know nothing at all, yeah
So tired of proving you right
By doing everything so wrong (so wrong)
Yeah tell me what you really
(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it out with the cat
I count a million right here on my lap
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I
That critter was a bad guy
And I had to make him pay
You might fear for my reason
I don't care what they say
Look out baby it's the season
For
hand
I am the ism, my hate's a prism
Let's just kill everyone and let
Your God sort them out
Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it!
Everybody's someone
through a prism
I watch the white light spin
Don't pull me out of this sweet moment
Just come on in
Ooh
Let's run into the blue
Ooh
Come with me
a good woman
But I think that's a lie
'Cause when it comes to you I'd rather have you by my side
You don't know how much I count you to help me
When
it's my last time
I don't want it no more
Down too deep
Can't get out
So damn weak
Count me out
Down to deep
Can't get out
I'm so damn weak
Count me
the hype
Me I'm just done, done, done, done
I don't take this shit for granted
I do my own propaganda
I feel like Juelz Santana
Leg hangin' out
back So watch yourself And your mentions
I'm that nigga Go by Ro
Better trust your intuition And you know
Make sure you don't count me out
Make sure you
behind every man is a good woman
But I think that's a lie
'Cause when it comes to you I'd rather have you by my side
You don't know how much I count you
But sadly you don't feel the same, about me
I wonder does your man still shudder when you touch his hand
Like this man
On our way home I realize
crossed the're praying for
I wanna be free, so please
Kill me
Kill me
Kill me
...KILL ME
Cristallized by a sacred prism
Live blind tapped out by this
I just came by to see the stone
And tell you, Dad, I miss you so much
You made me what I am
You turned this little boy into a man
I count myself
Be nice, girl!
You have to pay a price, girl!
They like to give advice, girl!
Don't think about it twice, girl!
It's time to get to work!
Art
"Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out
Of the church at the back door
Don't wait or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
all I know, time was just slipping way
and I watched it count down till the end of the day
watched it watch me and the words that I say
the echo
Back from the depths and covered in runes
Finna get his head out of this hovering gloom
Vetted by the ever present veteran blues
They haven't gotten
Don't count me out, I'm a survivor
I've chased these dreams down city streets
Dead-end roads that no one sees
And I'm proud to be a fighter
Don't
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