start to fuck up Steady callin' his shots, but steady leavin' a trail So sit back peep my game, I got a story to tell I came from a gang with niggaz
in the air? Yo did I make moves, did I make moves? Yo, ow! Did I make moves yo, so check it out, yo This is a theory that I've come up with Between my
't nowhere to run it ain't hardly nowhere to hide They hear you when you whisperin so try to keep quiet You don't even realize that youse a twinkle in
A Theory Of An Evening Sky "The streets are filled with echoes lost souls. They're waiting for their chance to be heard to rest. Cries of all their sorrow
When I first saw you standing there You know it was a little hard not to stare So nervous when I drove you home I know being apart is a Little hard to
in Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight I hate my life I hate that I can't tell, when a girls on a rage I tell her she's a nice piece of
Here we are at the end Say goodbye to all of your friends Here we go watching the sun go around Sitting on a rooftop, making time stop I never wanna come
you hear what I have to say, so I say Help me help you, I'm down on my knees If you need me so much then why did you leave? You needed a reason, you
There's no time for a suitcase Just grab a quick change of clothes You ask where we?re going now, honey Well, I'd tell you but nobody knows So sneak
The light that's in your eyes, like everyone wants it to be Well can't you see that it must be this way Who knows who's wrong or right, just as long
disappear Lost without a trace I?m everything I fear Can anyone find a way To help me Cause I?m nothin? but a shadow Cause I?m nothin? but a shadow
If heaven is a place where the angels go Well, then I've got a story to tell If heaven is a place where the angels go Then I guess you're going straight
Make up your mind and I'll make up mine Don't worry about me, I'll be fine Those words that you said to me, why wasn't I listening? I wish I hadn't met
, you'd say the same for me That every man is a prisoner Was like stickin' needles in my eyes But she said, "I would not feel a thing" And she wore her
we play Listening to music All damn day Are you fucked up? Serious questions never promised Is your bottom up? Serious questions never answered Your dream is a
strip her down, she's naughty to the end You know what she is, no doubt about it She's a bad, bad girlfriend, she's a bad, bad girlfriend She's a bad,
I'm alone to cry about it It's not a better place When you die and leave me here to stay Hold on, I was never that strong There's a little piece of
. Nothing turns out right There's no end in sight I hate my life! I hate that I can't tell when a girl's underage, You know, I tell her she's a nice