my mind...out of my mind... Once inside, I'm out of my mind... Out of my mind...out of my mind... Once inside, I'm out of my mind... Wish you could
Vertaling: Pearl Jam. Out Of My Mind.
Talking all day With nothing to say Your shallow proclamations All misinformation My friend says he wants to die He's in a band They sound like Pearl Jam
] Yeah ye ye yeah yeah Sting Bad Boy remix come on [Pras] Yo yo yo Hey yo shake what ya mama gave you is her motto pour out the bottle blow out
who blew my mind She looked good up front, but better from behind Had a real nice body, she might have been snotty But so what, the chick was a hottie I cleared my
gun Of a brain that weighs a ton Can't face my facts that's on the shelf 'Cause you want a hand out for your wealth Eatin' welfare turkey out of the
be hard to be a brother... You should be happy with what we give you... Hand over my face. I am related to my enemy. My house on fire, And my big brother
I'm about I'm smoked out in Amsterdam With two fans, I'm all about my fam Who's the boss? I used to love Sam My slang is mostly homemade Shoelace to hold my
won't change my mind How much difference does it make Oh, how much difference does it make I'll swallow poison, until I grow immune I will scream my lungs out
The mind is grey,... like the city Packing in and overgrown Love is deep,... dig it out Standing in a hole alone Working for something,.. that we can
So jam on, jam out, jam it in Till it feels like it's a sin And that's only when you begin To improve Don't mind if it's the rhythm that's just only when
change so much It's all state of mind I swallowed my words to keep from lying I swallowed my face just to keep from biting I, I? I swallowed my breath
's overwrought, a hole Minding yours, what's mine, not yours Will finish us off Designate my life Designate a view Designate my will, my will, my will, I will Resignate my
guys! (I Got Nerve starts playing) Jackson: You want some toast? I bet you do... Robby: Please add some jam and butter too, Jackson: Were out of grape
save, rap from an early grave, like a God I gave Life to the mic, as I watch it enslave All the sellouts who yell out obscenities and spell out M O N E Y to propell out
I'm wailin' - movin' and groovin' this part of this song I hope that my riff's good enough to keep Better leave it now or go out of my mind Now I dig
Last stop on the westcoast line. South of the northern border. One small corner on my mind. Everybody they know me there. Don't get any second glances