Woorden:
Killing The Dream

from my pinnicle Renegade rap, whitewater rapids river rafting Living in the lap of luxury laughing Catch a dirt nap when I start reacting Yo you feeling me? I'm on a killing

But now all that's left is this line, and I'm crossing it again. Just one more time for the last time. And the worst part is in the end, I know that you

So right, so smart. So true. Yeah? So tell me why I'm wrong if it was all for you. Your scars are deep, and with every word, I'm only adding salt. The

up, I never thought I'd know the meaning of these words, or how it felt to hear them back. Every morning came with chards of glass. Another broken dream

This throat's been dry for years. These lungs still scream for air. And slamming door and breaking glass can't cover up the tears. These words mean nothing

It all breaks down. I'm not giving up tonight. Let's call this giving in. I'm going down and I'm so sick of fighting. So tired from another dreamless

Should I really have to coax nothing but a half a heart that comes and goes, but never really stays? Will desperate words from a desperate song do anything

For everyday, for all the years. I tried to try and fell and failed. And you were always here. I tried to write...this is all I got. I tried to sing,

the empty faces, they all turn again. When the lights are off, we're all just dead again. Kill the lights, kill the pain, kill the lights, kill the pain