Paroles:
Tool I Fall

fine A pissed off god a governmant shock Well I'm blind And I fall Well I fall Well I fall Yeah I fall I'm a falling angel Falling down Be a falling

for some excercise I mean sexercise! I ain't On Buying you flowers I'm on getting you in the showers and sexercising you for hours Why use a bench press to work on my chest when I

I?m Taking It All On Fulfilling All Your Wishes The Gaming Has Begun Dismembered And Remembered The Winner He Will Fall You?ve Got Just What You?ve Asked

I want my bread, I want my honey I want my streets of gold, for I can walk on And a platinum walkie talkie, I can talk on Man, I'm feeling way too heavy

game phenomenon, lyrically I drop bombs With feddy up in my palms, and I show you why I'm the Don Z-Ro the soldier, with a chip on my shoulder I get you

protect you, respect due Not a threat as I step in blue, and check those that oppose when I froze them fools, and who are you to watch me fall farther I

she like me cause I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread I

watch'em fall watch them niggas don't fall ball and bounce right back nigga [Chorus T-Pain 2X] You know I'm gettin' money shinin' like a sparkle sparkle like I shine bitch I

!) I'm on top of the throne nigga, you know I ain't sharin (get down!) Now you know; I wanna hear you say it (DO-DOH-DOHHHHH, DO-DOH-DOH) I wanna hear