looking for it everyday And I'll face neglect Every curse you wish to throw at me Without trying I would never fail And I fell in love with failure I can't see through
Traduction: Bleeding Through. Pour l'amour et de ne pas.
who lost his way. Still looking for it everyday. I'll face neglect every curse you wish to throw at me. Without trying i would never fail and i fell in love
me now, (look at me now) I've been through hell and back again (I've been through hell and back man) I've been through broke and loosing it (now I'm
and stickups on these wannabe's I witnessed niggaz lose they chest For ordinary reasons niggaz bodies put to rest So I just.. swallow my Beck's and holla, "Fuck em!" And
for all the wins and the losses Fi Real! No question at all Them ready fi rise the tallest Take to the enemies All for one And one for all this Real
't Cry) And I can't hear myself dream (If Loving Meant Living, Then I Wouldn't Die) And I can't let myself go, waiting for you, waiting for you And I
wins and the losses Fi Real! No question at all Them ready fi rise the tallest Take to the enemies All for one And one for all this Real friend will hear
is why we breed The Christians love their guns the church and NRA Pray for their salvation Prey on the lower faiths The story book's been read And every
Bliss Magazine For Female Teenagers Ripped Up The Plastic Wrapper And Started Filcking Through The Pages. [x2:] Tough Love, Tough Love I Call It Hatred Tough Love, Tough Love
You and me Always between the lines Between the lines I thought i thought i was ready to bleed That we'd move from the shadows on the wall And stand
true friendship, loyalty Tolerance is acceptance For my friends ill bleed Severed ties Show true, my stance For those i care for To those who fake loyalty Actions show character And
't cry And I can't hear myself dream If loving meant living then I wouldn't die And I can't let myself go Waiting for you, waiting for you And I can'
is why we breed The christians love their guns The church and nra Pray for their salvations Prey on the lower faiths The story book's been read And
with the task to harass and murder my ass Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail? Shit's hard, who can you tell? And if we fail? High speeds, and
of A bliss magazine for female teenagers Ripped up the plastic wrapper And started flicking through the pages Tough love, tough love, I call it hatred Tough love, tough love
Never there, never stay We please ourselves, eat ourselves It gets us through the day Maybe we should pray `cos we all are gonna pay For the arrows for
