like this Blue sky's here for me There are no girls in here As far as I can see Only pin-up posters Looking down at me Watching papercups of coffee Growing
to the level that I'm at I still elevated to the level that I'm at. [Chorus] Sometimes it's hard to grow While living in fear of the unknown. How can
Pouring in my heart, causing tears of pain. All of your feelin', seems to make me glow Like beautiful sunshine, that makes the flowers grow. Chorus
rain Pouring in my heart, causing tears of pain. All of your feelin', seems to make me glow Like beautiful sunshine, that makes the flowers grow. Chorus
we try We shall see In the bliss we cannot feel Fear or dread We stop existing and start living Then it feels that always Love's enough for us growing
giving If we try We shall see In the bliss we cannot feel Fear or dread We stop existing and start living Then it feels that always Love's enough for us growing
The murmur grows - until they rage It is not a scenery At this market-place in middle-ages Somebody - in the crowd - Speaks a prayer Hundred burning torches
't help! They captured my heart with their sorrow... it grows Due to the ones who fear Dance in the morninglight Due to the ones who fear Slaves to this
morning With a warning and without The hearding was a burden Only certain was dealt A mythical tale No soul knows well Liberty went to hell Freedom caught four shells Fears
will defend Don't need a devil - don't need a devil inside Black heart - dark mind The seeds of evil will grow in time Black heart - dark mind Hail
in our underwear (underwear) Or are we a fucking earthquake? In our world, we are millionaires (zillionaires) Everday is a future memory And I have no fear of growing old (growing
Daddy brings before he runs He sits behind a desk of mahogany He whispers dreams into my ear And though I've givin him his empire He delivers me my fear
and those who have hearts survive Guerilla Maab's on the rise, nigga [Hook 1 - 2x] [Z-Ro] Got my glock 44, and I think to myself A murdering, I'm gon grow
it's time to go So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again I have no fear of time For who knows how my love grows? And who knows
is torn with violence. A loud breaking sound in the night is made. Hear it grow, hear it fade. The sound you're hearing, the sound you're fearing
