Why does it have to be Time is never right for me What I gotta say Cannot be delayed Why do I have to go first Be the one to cause the hurt Both be holding
Yeah, yeah, yeah 112, 112, 112 Three 6 Mafia, Mafia, Mafia (Yeah) Ahh (112) [DJ Paul] I'm in the club drunk as hell with my dogs 112 I got a hundred
Step back inside the lie again, you'll find you're Wearing thin Killing the sympathy as you take another swing At me now Fighting your inner self again
We're back again, you know we're not fucking around Got a bottle of jack in our hands, you tryna' keep up kid? Let's see who hits the ground We've drank
I paid fifteen million dollars, twelve hundred and seventy-two cents I paid one thousand two hundred twenty-seven dollars and fifty-five cents See my
I am looking, lookin' for something can't quite put my mind at ease 'cause i need to see, see an opening take my arms in and bring bring it together,
I can't wait?to be with you. No, I just can't sit still?.are we there, yet? Takes me back?I remember. Such a magical place?it was so...you? Closing in
This will be for now and for ever the diverging of our paths... Now that this night has turned into a dawn I step aside from this path of grieving Left
Two flat tires on the Model T Two birds fightin' for a worm Faded squares like snowy TV screens Where your photographs were hung Keep Old Glory folded
Put your bags down for a second, look me in my eyes babe wont you lay down for a second never thought id say that i, can hardly breathe knowing its your
Hey boy, you got the address On the street of unknowns Big man smokin' on a cigar Dealin' on the telephone Hey boy, look out for flim-flam If you wanna
(Jagger/Richards) since i was young i've been very hard to please and i don't know wrong from right but there is one thing i could never understand some
Heal myself-a feather on my heart Look inside-there never was a start Peel myself-dispose of severed skin All subsides-around me and within There's nothing
I'm sitting in a room Made up of only big white walls And in the halls There are people looking through The win.. the window Though they know exactly
If only Your necessary silhouette Unknown, join the dissidents Got carried away Now hiding from their lies and discords Once remembered now forgotten
In the days, the golden days, When everybody knew what they wanted It ain't here today Through the times of lasting love, When parents talked of things
(Brooker / Reid) She wandered through the garden fence and said, 'I've brought at great expense a potion guaranteed to bring relief from all your suffering
Since I was young I've been very hard to please And I don't know wrong from right But there is one thing I could never understand Some of the sick things