Lyrics:
I met her in a frantic night
from the cradle to the grave
I lost her in a creepy night
from the crackle of the phone
and why
wonder why
and why
existence from cradle to grave
Forever falling, falling in line
Cursed by every breath
Every single step you take is one closer to death
Death march
You
The Last Grave In the Last Cemetery
By
Phill Scullard
2014
Verse 1
A black cape and sharp white teeth shining in the moon light
A fearful look
to go all the way
Chorus: Layzie & Krayzie
[All the way]
And we gone make it to the top on this face
From the cradle to the grave
[All the way, all
There is no epitaph to send me off
No tomb to cradle me
Just a whimper cut mid breathe
From collapsing lungs
A constant storm laden with the fists
I was raised up by my mamma alone
Worked herself into the grave
Trying to make us a home
She never left South Carolina
(No na)
Our old man
Come all you wild young men and a warning take by me
Never lead your single life astray or into bad company
As I myself have done, being all in
Winsome with two different colored eyes
My mistakes have made you wise
to the heart that's slumberin'
Imprisoned by the chains that drag us down
Nail, bolt
I am the hammer, I am the wall
Driver is dead, fuel is too low
Gather, load!
1,2,3 - faces on the screen
Faineancy. Sin is in my skin
the cradle to the grave
We're all weak, we're all strong
We're all right and we're all wrong
When time runs out
We all end up in common ground
We're
The rip-offs of the old and the young, the weak, the sick,
the never known.
Stabbed repeatedly in the back by the Wall Street suit.
The Washington hack.
Lining
shade, cause I'm cruising through New England with the Texas plates.
People salty so I take them by the grain, dosing kratom to the brain from the cradle
Momma, I've got two strong hands.
And they're fine as far as hands go
I can shoulder the future, I can face the wind
For the dream that I must
The same as my brother been with a muzzle, that's from the cradle
So we goin' to the grave with this shit
If we join the second line of ancestors
And hand
colors
And take stunning pictures in the Dove Lake waters
But instead of the sun we expect
Me and my two bushwalkers
Find out that all we'd get are clouds,
Cradle song 2
(Lyrics William Blake - Music Anne Berry)
Sweet dreams form a shade,
O'er my lovely infants head.
Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,
your angle
the walls are enclosing, running low on room to breathe
you've been playing with fire from the cradle to the grave
you're out of control,
In a world designed by the men in grey
Who decide how we live and breathe
There's a masterplan for the company man
From the cradle to the company
the cradle to the grave is this life worth living
We're sinners, are we saints? We're bleeding, and bleeding
Every step of the way leads to our decadence
baby I just cradle it
Cradle the grave n lay in it
The microphone be like my diary the way I put my pain in it
My life is like a vivid painting I'm
Death Is Return
Your Cradle Will Be Your Grave
I Came For You, You´ll Be With Me
Whisper In The Chaos
the principle
Caught up in the flames made me change living miserable Insane sick and clinical
From the cradle to the grave Until it all just fades away I'm
and ya baby's mama straight
But today's a sad day to see the t-shirt with ya face
From the cradle to the grave, from the streets we used to fall
and languid cry a fleeting and furtive sigh
from the cradle to the grave a love to desire and crave
Stay with me, lay with me, lay down by my side
stay with
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