you are mourning And you haven't slept for several days You've been turning inside out, looking for reasons And your black sorry eyes made you pale
Traduction: The Knife. Un pour toi.
you are mourning and you haven't slept for several days you've been turning inside out looking for reasons and your black sorry eyes made you pale
you are mourning and you haven't slept for several days you've been turning inside out looking for reasons and your black sorry eyes made you pale And
should be caught and held responsible for this bloody mess Call homicide, take the case to court Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun I'm her number one
dead Warlord I saw you Warlord gettin? control over people Warlord I konow you Warlord selling good and evil Warlord is on the top Warlord is the master No one
land Alright Ok Alright Ok Alright Ok Uh huh How many more times you cross the line Run for days with eager eyes Screaming smile left alone These crazy things you
... It was all for God's sake For her singing the tune, For someone to feel her despair. To be damned to know hoping is dead and you're doomed Then
seal you in me I'm hoping you ring me one day Ohhhhhh you took it all away Ohhhhhh Everytime you was with Another gal you knew it would be me that you
?m crying out & im left without a hand. Dappy: T, no you aint? You can tell us anything, We?ll advise you in every way, One more thiiiing, For those who
for you With this here fork and knife Chorus: Eat the Rich: there's only one thing they're good for Eat the Rich: take one bite now - come back for
finger, But will you change your mind? And you tell me that I'm beautiful, But that could be a lie Are you a heartbreaker? Maybe you want me for
have walls for feet A rapturous verbatim-someone said but who is to know And when you find the fringe The one last hit that spent you You'll find
contracting and teething. A newborn litter degradively sufficient, running from the horse collarbone, amongst the murmuring femurs wimpering in fractures. "Are you the polaroid shot you thought you
I Aint Tryin To Fall Vitcim To The Haters Just Trying Give You My Life On One Piece Of Paper Mama For They Take Me Let Me Tell You One Thing Ya Baby Boy
rats and roaches Playing chess, with these toy soldiers But you can't complain, when you carrying the whole world on your shoulders Cause people depending on you, niggaz gotta eat Now how you
(feat. D-Bo) [talking:] What it do, this one for all you hoe ass niggaz You niggaz claim to be down, we been doing this nigga We been out here sliding
