Lyrics:
I'm still a saint
Tired of chasing freedom, some things feel so strange
Stop looking at me like I'm gonna lead the way
Searching for the light
and the future's way behind
No one by your side
Only leftovers remain and I know you feel the same At least we know we need to get away
ZERO
Nothing can stop
I'll put on my coat and hit the road
Breaking up
Breaking out
I am leaving now you can sing it loud
Have to stop
Had enough
Crying tough
of humanity
Beat down, beat down, and crushed by the heel of authority
There's no magic in your marketplace
No logic in your design
It's tragic and commonplace
Walking down the street alone
Trying to find my way to you
No one here on this lonely night again
See the skies turn by like the tears in your
I'm passing them by
Dublin Town
Bright lights all around
All the different sounds
Concrete surrounds
You need a few pounds or there's nothing to do
No
Wu-wolves wit' no way to escape
Do it from the mouth, crush bones cause this is my house
And I'm prejudice give Mark Clayman like whiteys down south
Chorus
I put it down in a way that you have to just love
Mad ???, dance with me, so we passin them both?
At the end of the night when I'm asking “What's up”
when you're for real
Ups and downs are caused by life in general
Some are yours no matter how you feel
Shady as a lady in a moustache
Feelings
the time
Maybe I should stop trying so hard
You can see it from ten miles away
And the heart of a maiden has never been won
By true tenderness anyway
Well
a reason
Why I feel the way I'm feeling
If I'm the one who cheated on her
Sex with out no meaning
I lied to keep her heart safe
But mine stop beating
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate
I'm walking that 8 mile/ I don't fuck with no fake niggas I stay blowing that purple/ welcome to the transformation chamber/ call me Steven Q Urkel
Yeah you give me strength
You give me hope
When you are standing by my side
And the day we'll stop will be the day we'll go
Along on the last ride
I can
Kinda scary, she tote still like
Halle Berry, that my love life
Halle Berry oh my black like Halle Berry
She don't feel no good, fuck her by the woods
I
Judge me not
By pass romances
Under any circumstances
I get so high, I act so flighty
It recurs almost nightly
Lady of snakes
Thanks but no thanks
Picture us up in the future
No one could stop us
Not even ourselves
We holding hands
Our wedding is packed
Family members and friends
platform, grumbles music of the day
Must change this uniform and must learn what not to say
Kiss of the night and day, and I'm sleeping on my way
No room for
In your strange and misty eyes
There's no pain, no dark, but no one can stop you cryin'
Many words spoken dry
Can be wet if you change the past
If you're gonna tell me something
Tell me how you really feel
If you're gonna leave me babe
Can we talk over one last meal
No I'm not trying to stop
don't got no guts
And there are so many things I would say
If I was in a position to talk
But I can't weave my words the way you do
I forget
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