Cut out all frontiers and draw me some pearl strings to wind around me tears, so that I look up the sky over me and rock me asleep until lights end and
I would like to find the time to stay alone, friend closed in my purple room lay down with myself only, I would like to find the time to say no, it doesn
7:43 pm waiting an overdued train I spend my time nervously biting my nails, reading some newspaper?s headlines under a cold station light, you?re so
The scent of the earth Seems to vanish in the heavens Now you?ve scattered your seeds And swept away all dead leaves There?s an acrid smell that hides
When I feel down at all that I believe in nonsense once for all I feel all up. Images hit my target eye, politics waste words in my mind, world makes
The silence is faded, ether, cotton, calm, fleeting, weightless, unique and much sought different, empty, intriguing It wants to ask you to listen like
I try to listen, listen to you to wake up alone in my heart for this word, for one word, in this world, in my mind. I forgot your smile to many times
It doesn?t matter if it?s wrong or right. Years passed by joking and laughing timeless days amusing for nothing It doesn?t matter if it?s wrong or right
A cold friday morning I was sit on my desk, the sound of radiator confuses my head, I ask me I don?t know where have I been? I watch my reflection over
Everyday everything around you always look the same, I can?t imagine your life in another way. Cheer up! Slave of your passions, continue to strike the
shoulder dance I wrote rhymes a cappella, no beat, behind bars Shed blood to make it, like the story behind scars I used to be a battle champion, in the meanwhile
He threw down a glove you made the mistake Of picking it up now you're gone The choosing of guns or fighting with swords The choice of weapons is done
I will sing you a song Just as soon as I get my voice When you're up, you're up And when you're down You really got no choice No rain this winter The
belongs And rival teams of bandits are really the only choice Even if the people had their bellies filled, even if the people had a voice And meanwhile
No matter where you start No matter if your story is worse than mine Everybody suffered, we all have a background And the choice to leave it behind There
the windows, Singing songs about Edith Piaf's soul. And I hear blue strains of "no regredior" Across the street from Cathedral Notre Dame. Meanwhile
shelf Fuck it, dropped "Ridin' Dirty" instant classic in the South Reclaimed the southern title, shut everybody's mouth Got some clout in the game, boys calling us the greatest But meanwhile
