later on" I'm rolling through your skin cuttin corners in your bones Verse Two: I got no concious, killing by the bunches, how can I see with no eyes? The protected people I'm taking em by
you said still echoes in my ears When I close my eyes I still hear every noise I would not waste a minute, if I had the choice If I could make the winds
then I have no choice But to love you until I no longer have a will Are you still within the sound of my voice? I am calling like the echo of a passing
O.S. meet me at the bridge make sure you're not followed our secrets can't be kept At the scene of the crime hear the victims and the echoes of the stories
I have no choice But to love you until, I no longer have a will Are you still within the sound of my voice? I am calling like the echo of a passing
alive That's why the party never ends Though X is still the treat of choice I brought along some friends Boys and girls our show today Is brought to you by
sing the ballad (hook) IMA WHORE...A WHORE MONGER! with a platinum voice IMA WHORE...A WHORE MONGER! 'cause I havent a choice servin up this 'cause (S!) echo
to go Your life's an open gate (CHORUS) 'Le bon et 'le mal These are the voices We nous somme liberti' We make the choices Echoes of laughter
by everyone, met with hatred everywhere No kind words from anyone, no compassion anywhere (sobs) Christine. (says) Why? Why!? GIRY Your hand at the level of your eyes (echoed
heart defines the measure of a man From the time, time began You always chose a man To lead the people safely by your way To be a voice and echo what
There's nobody near you It's just your own damn Echo! Your own damn E-echo! Echo! E-e-echo! Echo E-echo E-e-echo To argue with Cause I'm not home Don
not have We'd say it loud and with one voice We didn't really have a choice But to tear ourselves from this land And go colonise by sleeping bag Trojan
then I have no choice But to love you until I no longer have a will Are you still within the sound of my voice I am calling like the echo of a passing
all the games that we would play - sometimes I feel like it's my fault not a day goes by that I don't see his eyes I'll never understand the choice that
Wisest of choices, listen to the voices [x2] Takin' heed to the signs Never too big headed to be reminded If I'm being blinded By the many complicated kinds of choices
need to you leave! I'm very busy trying to discover a new science!" [echoes] [Opio] Yeahhh, beats like this you just can't peep It's a natural, international, not
way to go Your life's an open gate (CHORUS) 'Le bon et 'le mal These are the voices We nous somme liberti' We make the choices Echoes of laughter