Oh no feels like I'm falling Away from myself Outside feels like it's calling Calling...
Oh no, feels like I'm falling Away from myself Outside feels like it's calling Calling, calling, calling, calling Calling, calling, calling, calling
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: Oh no feels like I'm falling Away from myself Outside feels like it's calling Calling...
the time a friend of ours, little Steven, was puting together a record of artists against apartheid. This is a song written about a man in a shanty town outside
round the time a friend of ours, Little Steven, was putting together a record of artists against apartheid. This is a song written about a man in a shanty town outside
Christian Listen, I went through MAMA BITCHIN in and out the kitchen With probable causeS, PAPA WAS IN AND out OF prison You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect ours
Triumph over by Gone sorrow Can in unity be won Let them all persue this purpose Till reality is gone I am an unexpected spy From the outside of my eye
the wars Triumph over by-gone sorrow Can in unity be won Let them all pursue this purpose 'till reality is gone I am an unexpected spy... From the outside
Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim The walls of my room are closing in There's a war outside still raging, you say it ain't ours anymore
think I won't buy out the bar That's little shit, Mercedes dealership, buy out the cars Sticker in the window, let 'em know that it's ours Sittin on
(originally by Don Henley) I got the call today, I didn't wanna hear But I knew that it would come An old true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone
the shit, even when he rhyme in third person Hova the God, I should be rappin with turban Haters can't disturb him, waiters can't serve him Mike Jordan of rap - outside
this time The fates will be kind to us So let?s love like it?s ours to keep So let?s love like it?s ours to keep Love like we?ve always dreamed And
