the tears running out our eyes Where we all hurt And we're all scared out of our minds Help me out of here Help me out of here Someone save us Where
.A. That was the end of my baby days Blue blue morning, blue blue day All your bad dreams drift away It's a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day Lose
knew I was flying blind. I want things to be fast, down to the power-drive; I want the zero-gravity heroes to play dead, but stay alive. We want it to
raps are like crack in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue You'll be begging someone
My raps are like crack in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue You'll be begging someone
raps like cracks in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue You'll be begging someone to pull
excitement, for without his spectacles he appeared completely helpless. Where were his spectacles? Could someone have stolen them? Had he mislaid them? What was he to do? Bee wanted
