's Sake playing in the background, phone rings* [Secretary] Mr. Berman? [Steve Berman] What?! [Secretary] We have Eminem here to see you [Steve Berman
This muthafucka man It's ridiculous! I can't believe itHold on Em What up? Have a seat?Dre, I'll call you back What now? I don't even know where to start
she is miss united states she is miss united states from sea to shining sea like lady liberty she reigns over all she sees she is beauty and she is
[Eminem]Hey Steve, Vanessa said you waned to see me [Steve]Marshall, I can call you Marshall right? [Eminem]Uhh, sure [Steve]Good, sit the fuck down for
I've been working at these knots for a long time Trying to find what I'm tied to the tightest Fist full of confidence Fistful of of all my possessions
pushing outward and seeping in no one's falling it's left within time keeps on tickin' away smile when you see today take one more step away tomorrow
ten finger fist in a room that's full of silence in a world that cries to sleep i say goodnight as i rest beneath the sirens and i pray my soul to keep
you try so hard to build this up but it always brings you down you try so hard to live it up but it always comes around what if tomorrow it all comes
hear my cries, and fix my eyes, into Your Word, it must be heard, if You flow in me, then You will set me free, be in my mind, 'cause i've been i've been
20 minutes to showtime a face in perfect pain his nerves are shot and his eyes closed tight he leaves his problems for rainy days no one should have to
i'm alright with this choosing to exist and i will savor every second i will make it through just knowing You and i am willing to cement it now it's
so-long to good old yesterday it's been real but time will not stand still so-long to good old apathy it's been real but now you see that all this is
look at her another way shes seen too many rainy days everyone has gone away but still she stands burn your flag of mockery why is it so hard to see
as days are getting shorter, and nights won't seem to end, when every step that i take is just a wound to mend, i look over my shoulder, you've seen what
the less i become the more you're becoming my name next to nothing i'm followed closer in the steps i lead one in front of the other carrying me and burying
close your eyes, remember nothing that you've seen, time again, drowning in hostility, paint your skies, and run into that empty scene, spread your wings
I can't see all around But on familiar ground I hear a softer sound Over and over it said, "Whisper these words for me Revive dead poetry And they will
sometimes i follow Your name, and even beg for more, too often then i crumble, down onto the floor, forgetting where i came from, can be so immature,
