Lyrics:
you to make false predictions
For what I seek is a hint of the truth
I was born to move
I gotta say it once again
I gotta say it once again
Your lies,
but having you I had to aim high
I blame myself for the timeless prediction
In the end of it all I was wrongfully convicted
Can't look in the mirror,
The days are passing
Surpassing all prediction
Now I can't even remember when this all began
But now I see it
The ray of light that shines ahead
And now I
prediction of fall
No one see, no one feel that this spectacle of horns
Reflects your weakness and hopes
You should see this festival of slaves
Is more than
right between your teeth
What will you do if the fight doesn't go your direction
May die in shame but that's just one mad mans prediction
Why don't you
Our own creations
Control our lives, distort it
Read past the lines, absorb it
Our own predictions
Coming to life, behold it a paradise a perfect
confirmation, bedroom alcatraz, huh
Then she gave me that bedroom crucifixion
She slaughtered me with her devilish predictions
We sexed in hell, right inside
decisions
I done manifested every single one of my predictions
Speak it to existence, say it with your chest
Profit to be prophesied wit every single breathe
You think this shit is in movies only a fiction
We moving mad on the streets too hard to make predictions, don't talk just listen
Its too hot when
to tombstone?
Death is fate
For you and me
Waiting state
Dead means free
Live by prediction
Made like a fiction
Aiming the grave, ineffective life scenario
It
Yeah yeah yeah
Surf
Cant go off no predictions, you predicted I would be a screw up
I been stacking ammunition visualizing me is prolly too much
Cuz
city
Had to go make me sum better decisions
Put myself in a better position
Now you can look I'm in stable condition
Ima make it that's jus a prediction
The child was born to feel
Prediction was so real
It's hard to carry destiny
Little Thorn was growing older
Time waits not. He was getting smarter
At 13 years
are dead to each other, already
We are alter egos
Or so I named us two
Today, tomorrow
Today, tomorrow
Today, tomorrow
With no prediction
With no
Rivas Soriano, de Pablo, Garcia Diez. Prediction of the daily number of forest fires // International Journal of Wildland Fire. 2000. Volume 9.
3. Viegas,
Mais c’est mort
Elle en fait trop
Pourtant c’était bien parti
C’est dommage
Prédiction
T’étais ma prédilection
Vie de fiction
T’as pas eu mon affection
to make a decision
If there's no explanation
How to know my mission
If I lost my prediction
I don't even know why I started
I'm not even sure if it's worth
the air so that you have more time
For non-chimneyed houses, does one grow so you can get inside
Questions and predictions to test if I'm wrong or right
are shining through and giving me a prediction
I gotta make use with the opportunities I’ve been given
Gods been telling me to put my use to good
the days till' our fall,
terrorize with non-precise predictions,
the final call.
Broadcasting the horrors till' dawn.
Night and day, day and night,
time will tell But it just got
cold in Georgia in the middle of June I guess the weatherman is lost without you too
Can't make a good prediction
the one
This is a spoiler
Not a prediction
Something they couldn't avoid
You got it handed
I grew from the soil
They threw me in water I'm making it boil
Forming patterns and predictions
My mind is designed
To find what lies behind
City to city, I follow signs
I follow the path until I'd find
A woman whose
Do something but you probably
Get the wrong take
Noose on me
Bet you know what it cost me
I got my third eye open
My prediction
You'll be swimming in
Discuss these prediction Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In