Hands on our hearts but no patriot hymn. We pray for better days but don?t believe in sin. We are the pride and the disgrace. We sing of world?s end
take. But there?s more at stake than the nights I spent awake. It turns out I?ve got a selfish streak, and I repeat the same mistakes. Seconds, hours, minutes, days. I feel it
We play the early bird. Their schemes are absurd, buy in and get burned. We discern at day?s end we?re just food for the worms, so we work at what we
We try to decipher the truth from the lie. There were bolder lines in those analog times. Station after station, a catalog of capitulations. ?Abort
moment of surrender I'm falling to my knees I did not notice the passers by And they did not notice me I?ve been in every black hole At the alter
the moment of surrender I'm falling to my knees I did not notice the passers by And they did not notice me I?ve been in every black hole At the alter
can see now my hands are tied, and I surrender So I'll wait here for your final answer, your final answer Is there love without hate Is there pleasure without pain
I can't escape it It leaves me frail and worn Can no longer take it Senses tattered and torn Hopeless surrender Obsession's got me beat Losing the
today it all looks black and white, Wish it would change We can't keep painting colours when it's grey It all looks black and white today You're my evergreen
It's like heaven is here I see a rainbow in in the sky And though it's dark outside You taught me how Each time I know that you are near It's like heaven
We were the children of `45 Loaded like pistols and taught how to die We looked the enemy straight in the eye (And never surrender) Through trenches dug
fingers all entwined through the air, I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers, (I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it) The hairs were
baby, surrender to me. There'll be no holding back now. So, baby, surrender to me tonight. I don't want our love to cause you so much pain. If this is
man, the whole thing writing it going back and rewriting it from here the fleshy here to there i throw up all day from the deep it pulls on my deep and
is on the period. Figured you got niggas with attitude behind the trigger. Steady, we pumpin' our fists in black fatigues. We don't surrender. You wanna
on my issue, I'm on it every time And I'll never be past it, you better gimme me mine It's my money and I want it every motherfuckin' dime No, I never
pictures I paint son If I ain't the King of New York then there ain't one Tell me who fuckin' want it And you can put somethin' on it I'm in the O-6 Supercharged