me me Will glisten from my soul My self-esteem is not a fake It comes from within Come and take a picture, I'll sign whatever you want my friend Still
like Grovano My team, they fuck up more keys than a piano [Esoteric] Yo check it, my method on the microphone's murderin' Blood curdlin', surfacin', the soul
you satisfied?) Are you satisfied? (Are you satisfied?) The depth of a man's soul can not be measured in a matter of meters and fathoms but rather it is in my
up Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul, and my goals Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin But I been thinkin I got my reasons Just to get (by), just
moo moo moo, a jumping jack Rock this is brain now I'm one step over Respect your parents, they're pushovers Chasing my fun like the IRS My girl's too
-Fish voice, rhythm guitar? Steve Vai guitar FZ rhythm guitar? Tommy Mars keyboards Arthur Barrow bass Chad Wackerman drums Piano people voices from
toon ran toon nan toon fram Good Conscience: No no no! Jeff: Man! This stuff is great! It's just as if Donovan himself had appeared on my very own TV
shit} I scatter my brain!{my brain} I dont wanna know about the shit that matters! {skip that shit} I scatter my brain!{my brain} Put your hands
Death written in code The Word of God brought to life, that'll save ya soul.. Save ya soul motherfucker...save ya soul.. Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2
GENERATIONS [Chorus] - 1/2 {What the hell are you waiting forrrr?} [Verse Two] {*sighs*} Look what you made me do, look what I made for you Knew if I paid my
way from home Lord I'm lost I can't find my way I'm Dealin With The Struglles in my day to day My Soul Is Weak and I wanna be strong I try to run away
I spent a lot of my time looking at blue, The colour of my room and my mood: Blue on the walls, blue out of my mouth; The sort of blue between clouds
how to reach you I hear your voice in the wind I feel you under my skin Within my heart and my soul I wait for you Adagio All of these nights without you All of my
yeah, outta my window Oh, lookin' out, lookin' out Lookin' out my window, oh yeah Makes me, feel so tired Outta my window, out my project window Lord
The judge in his wig says it The fox and the rabbit And the nun in her habit says Babe, I?m on fire Babe, I?m on fire My mate Bill Gates says it
