PASSI : On choisit no son origine, no sa couleur De peau comme on reve d?une vie de chateau Quand on vit le ghetto naitre l?etau autour Du cou comme Cosette
There's no eye in the sky Just our love No unobstructed view No perfect truths Just our love Just our love And there's no verse No monument of words For
Passi On ne choisit ni son origine, Ni sa couleur de peau Comme on reve d'une vie de chateau Quand on vit le ghetto Naitre l'etau autour du cou comme
Raging waves sweep this heavy heart. Cold is the colour of the dark. Find a byway and climb that hill, watch the thunder cast a spell. What did you
Sworn to secrecy, I might go after school She was an angel, I saw her swimming there I am in such a mess, I can't cope without this She just teases, me
Sworn to secrecy I might go after school She was an angel I saw her swimming there I am in such a mess I can't cope without this She just teases me pretends
We've finally found a way To consume boredom every day We've all become our personal gods We've all become so sad and lost So sad So sad and lost A billion
[killah priest] Get it goin, yeah, yeah Feel this shit, word is bond Niggaz got shit on they mind Get it out your chest You got somethin to say? Spill
Tied off quick, looked around Plunge it in, pull it out I have found a fast solution to the pain Painted walls, melt away Am I a ghost? Decide to stay
If I had all this time on my hands Well I would love to share it with you And though our days have made other plans But there is nothing I'd rather do
View from a bridge - Can't take anymore View from a bridge - Can't take anymore. I guess it all began about a year ago Like a cheap love magazine You
As the doors all close And the wind blows rows And the moonlight flows Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere. As the stars collide And the horsemen glide And my mind
There's no eye in the sky Just our love No unobstructed view, no perfect truth Just our love, just our love And there's no verse, no monument of words
We've finally found a way To consume boredom every day We've all become our personal gods We've all become so sad and lost So sad, so sad, so sad and
PASSI: On choisit no son origine, no sa couleur De peau comme on reve d?une vie de chateau Quand on vit le ghetto naitre l?etau autour Du cou comme Cosette
I view life from the top Always believing In dreams inside my heart that I was reaching When I wished upon a star a pot of gold was never far always
Raging waves sweep this heavy heart Cold's the color of the dark Find a byway and climb that hill Watch the thunder cast a spell What did you gain from
Suffocating on your ambience, I'm choking down inconsistency in all I've strived for, through blood and shit-stained eyes. [Hold the torch for me, guide