eyes And they're laughing at me But I know where I'm going And for how long I'll wait forever To get you there I'll wait for good The second part is
Take a load off of your mind Let's pray to be sane Wooden chair and captured air Pose witness as she Spills her guts to Monsignor In a time of shame When
Mothers and belief will make you rich So say the doctors and priests Mother abused me when I was weak God stood behind her in line I got a line on a different
I've seen a young man's breaking heart I've seen the evil on my shoulders I've held self righteous through I never could see straight And all this from
The unknown rider Comes to me Selling cool and heartbreak Teardrop tank And triple trees She's the heir to me... I'm the king I'm the one S&S the way
Tired clothes and vintage eyes Search for the stars The world you know lies inside Velvet dreams and a candy prize As a child i say the world In a million
Electric head Dizzy and red I think I'm on but I'm stupid again I wish I could keep that style Such a perfect style Then maybe chicks will dig me again
And when she hurts herself How she'll be hurting me My Constantine Tonight the sky's on fire And spills its grief for yoiu Cries out for you I always
Mothers and belief will make you rich So say the doctors and priests Mother abused me when I was weak God stood behind her in line I got a line on a
Performed by Morgue As you put your head on your final night Something is wrong, a gloomy light. From the inside comes subconscious cries Now, it's time
and slipped on through Kissed the stone and learnt the lines Jumped the cue all the time forgetting you Best dishevelled lover 3yrs running Coming second
... Rock'N Roll Is the devils Music ....
. Yeah. A legacy is what we trying to leave. Ya dig? Now say goodbye to the past. The future is here at last. The second coming. The new beginning. The
A legacy is what we trying to leave (ya dig) Now say goodbye to the past The future is here, at last (at last) The second coming, the new beginning The
I stay out, please dad? Can I hang wit my little gang out? Hearin shots rang out, heard my moms call my name out Come upstairs, run up stairs Take
God damn man these radio station be buggin Man it's three o'clock in the mornin, damn This hip-hop shit just keep Damn we got to slow this shit down man
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Vertaling: Een. Wederkomst.