out of my mind Into my life You stole my heart Walked out, don't know why Into my life Tell me why you play these games with my heart Into my life You
Traduction: Éclat. Into My Life.
yeah Wanna talk about my life, my life Wanna talk about my life, my life Oh yeah You see I never knew a love like this before I gave you my life to walk
will know. I say I will not lie. You know more lovers than one for some become a necessity. My baby keeps rolling me. Live on stage. Exposing my jealous rage. Life
with a sparkle in your eye as though you might be thinking 'gee this is the most wonderful thing I've ever heard in all my life' Back in the day, we
frozen cold... you've slipped away in the fire. Embrace me now in my final breath... Continue to grow, my flower of death! Life is death's theatre; A
The system ain't reformatory, it's only purgatory Close to hell but I rebel as begin to sparkle out And tell my people how we fell into the trap that
Oscar De LaHoya, box ya like a casket Or Diego Coralles, nigga keep jabbin' See my style it varies, like drugs in an alley My leather so soft my paint
nigger She get in here right About my green nigger trigger Running green lights Eat her... every day But I'm sweating not starving . keep the bottles coming But take the sparkles off ... that's my
pray for pluralist babies Cosmetic - polemic Distinguished by relics Destructive aesthetic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous agnostic Intravenous Dismayed - dispossessed Life becomes Calvanist So sparkle
with a sparkle in your eye As though you might be thinking "Gee, this is the most wonderful thing I've ever heard in all my life" Back in the day we
one way ticket, ain't comin' back Life's a pleasure and love's a dream Down south in New Orleans My dark eyed baby, I'm on my way Back into your arms
the time And now I finally recognize That I shoulda made you all mine Never shoulda let you pass me by You put that sparkle in my life Someone that
say, goodbye Love was never born Socializin', vibin' with my eyes on dot She this book cover lady that be blowin' up the spot While my heart was racin
Duty calls, I'm bout to hit tha scene and ball But before I leave, I spray on some Issey Miyake Take my truck up to tha wash, put tha sparkle back on
Laid down mystery Of life quite clear to me The sparkling truth revealed Soul satisfying This treasure of life to bring It gives me this passion to sing
fuck-me-pumps and a postage stamp thong. Better go back to your room, And call me on the telephone, Get on my roller coaster ride, My tilt-a-whirl, My
