leave yourself behind To bury your name, to fade across the line To breathe again, to fade across the line I am the only way out, one step into the door I am
Traduction: Day Of Fire. Je suis la porte.
leave yourself behind To bury your name To fade and cross the line To breathe again To fade and cross the line I am the only way out One step into the door I am
club Rain, I hurricane Katrina the strip club May I, say I, made a way? Stay fly 'til the, day I, fade away Hey I pray I stay out of a, haters way Lemme
and I started to fantasize How many more might try to rush the door And blast their way in, hell, I ain't stayin' I opened the back door and felt the
sale me and my kind use i ain't well things they try then die jail gonna be fast when the high speeds are a finished scheme our hope i don't see riots this day
make it out the game I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure Is heaven just another door? I leave this here I leave this and hope God see my
like you will never get through my door no more, Nothing you can do will hurt me, I am indestructible. Nothing you can do will hurt me, I am indestructible
I'm inhaling Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard Why am I walking, where am I running What am I saying, what am I knowing On this guitar I
open, the Greek comes down And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write. "Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says, Carefully removes his fez, "Am I
, he's naturally moving slow I see him at the corner bar, am I dreamin' Surrounded by friends, it's got to end, I need to know Am I just a night of lust
the same route that I went Been there, done that.. aw fuck it... What am I sayin? Shoot em both Grady, where's your gun at? {gun fires, is cocked, and
(Magdalena Tul - Poland) I am. I am? I am in your word, thought, every gesture I am like water, earth, fire and air I am? in my shoulders you are melting
gotta do, Remember, I'm from Compton too, I saw you and Eazy in 'em so I started wearing Khaki suits, I was 12, smoking chronic, in '92, I had a choice
Baby, I am a survivor Baby, I'm on fire Baby, I'm bout to creep up inside ya Getting high all day, drinking whiskey all night Flipping of the police
, I could've told you That I loved you and stayed Around to kindle the fire But I was late. on my return And now you've lost all faith And I am the
but I must have just missed him Am I in a southwest street gang? Do I bang, do I slang, do I let my motherfuckin' nuts hang? But do you care I got stabbed
