one day goes by That I don't know that I'm dyin I want to say You all are too I want to say You all are too I want to say I want to say You all are
by That I don't know That I'm dying Jesus Christ Are you the savior of the world I want to see But I Still believe Not one day goes by That I don't
Traduction: Wired. Mourir.
s done is done. I knew I should of gave up when I came up. Pushing my luck, back to square one. Nevertheless, I manifest. Head to my desk, I'm wasting
at the ceiling Wonndering what can I do So my homie won't have to be dealing Not cause you serving and I'm rapping I'm better Just different pieces
you gon' die Pressure I apply, no lie, I got just finished doin' 10 For what? for killin' my best friend And I'll murder again if I'm forced, then I must
Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera Guantanamera, guajira guantanamera I'm just a man who is trying To do some good before dying
tomb of sorrow which I've seen A massive field we wander through Great sky above vast and blue Death may come in a day or two Whether or not I'm false
at the ceiling Wonndering what can I do So my homie won't have to be dealing Not cause you serving and I'm rapping I'm better Just different pieces to
sailors (& where were you in our lean hour) Milking your moustache? Or grinding a flower? I'm sick of dour faces Staring at me from the T.V. Tower. I
back, looking at the ceiling Wondering what can I do So my homie won't have to be dealing Not cause you serving and I'm rapping I'm better Just different
I sough the shape of the world around me Once I dreamed I'd walk the common path Once I let the weakened minds disguise me Once I thought I lost my outer
Wait Wait with me I am useless when I'm alone Stay Stay with me At least until she gets home There's nothing I can do to make it right She found out about
this hell Bring me closer to your soul tonight You Are The One Your lips make me feel like I am dying Your touch makes me feel like I'm a child Bring
, guajira GuantanameraGuantanamera, guajira Guantanamera. Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera. I'm just a man who is tryingTo do some good before dying
CHORUS I'm looking Now, No, Madeline! Madeline! I have counted to a hundred with my eyes closed and I'm coming I
little deader I think we're getting back tonight Would you care if I came over? I've missed you about three weeks now I'm dying just to taste your lips
I've been gone On my journey towards the stars Will I know when I reach the other side The earth so blue it's like I'm dreaming Now I'm on my way
