to you and dont go when everyday it feels so wrong and dont go when everyday it feels so wrong so just close my eyes so just close so just close your eyes
back to you and dont go when everyday it feels so wrong and dont go when everyday it feels so wrong so just close my eyes so just close so just close your eyes
close your eyes forget your name Forget the world forget the people And we'll erect a different steeple This little game is fun to do Just close your eyes
between. Close your door, the picture fades again From the flames in the firelight. All, always the same, But there appears in the shades of dawning, Though your eyes
myself talking to the powers that be awaking the shade and shadowed under towering trees admiring the seen, inhaling fumes of flowers that breathe. jet lagged eyes
Talk about today's mathematics, a eighth, an O, a key And the caliber on your rack, shit The inmate number, the centerfolds for measurement Is close
around to see who I see The same fucking people who can't see me You can close your eyes, it's getting kind of rough You can open your eyes, they're still
The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh Sex-n-sex-n-sex-n-death I don't want you I want your flesh Close my eyes and dream of death Slip away and
What color is death? The shade of an ice pick sinking into flesh Sex and sex and sex and death I don't want you, I want your flesh Close my eyes and
Never mistaken your life I be taken so watch your step (watch your step) The borthers out there sit wonderin' how can I overcome life With no closer
God made, I took five years parlay Home pool, arcade and it's all paid What say, I spend a third on a upgrade Import palm trees 'cuz I ain't have enough shade
the trees In the hollow of your shoulder, there's a tide pool of my tears Where the waves came crashing over and the shoreline disappears Baby close your eyes
Ride to the silent shores and fly through the gardens of time You will find your heaven Your god had closed his eyes Alone, free you are View, immortalized
d Hope she ain't got to go to work 'cause this week she gon' be on leave I'll let you relieve your sleeve, your chick is like COD Usually I go check my
in between Close your door, the picture fades again From the flames in the firelight All, always the same But there appears in the shades of dawning Though your eyes
I close my eyes I see you again You take my hand and together we'll fly away (and reach for the stars...) But in the end your imga begins to wane So