Woke up With a hard-on Head full of distortion Condition returning Verdict never learning Is it late in the evening? Or early in the morning? Disorientation
Watching through the dust I'm trapped in a theatre of velvet and rust With lonely shafts of light And other ghosts drinking refreshments that's served
Been giving me remote control Pick up the telephone - Hail Mary I feel like I could shoot the moon My bliss cut and dirty And anyone can drown swimming
My spider sense is tingling From the boys and the girls and the vortex singing Just a second to hang upon my ears Just a second to taste the salty tears
Boomtime coming Man the monkey In the craddle In the graveyard Sky is soaring Lungs are burning Rollercoaster Rolls forever A hightime rolling Like the
Drained again by you and the summer I'm shadows of monsters I'm showrooms of glittering glass With amphetemine comedowns I'm spinning and turning, alone
I can't control my anger It burns me up inside I won't ask your opinion You can't make up your mind You say you want some answers I say you want
Lauren I'm torn between, the things that kept you beautiful. There fading away, there fading away. Lauren if your listening know that nothing is worth
As far as i know, I can't be, so further gone. got me hanging on a whim baby, you know why i've been acting crazy (2x) I just wanted you, I just wanted
I never knew i would meet a girl like you If i could even begin to explain, the emotions i am feeling your like a drug coursing through my veins i might
I've spent many lonely nights, countless hours that I write infront of this computer sceen thats probably tired of seeing me I do it cause i love her
I hope the things that ive done have not made you want to run away cuz baby i feel like this could be my chance to open up and unlock this cage of the
You know ive been waiting so patiently for you to come down from that pedastal youve been standing on for so long, for so long ive got to make my move
Got a question for the next generation Would you stand to your feet And fall in line for your interrogation Tell us what you believe? Alright, alright
Refrain: Trop puissant, comme au K-one ou en 2 et demi, Toujours 3 coups d'avance sur l'ennemi, 113 trop puissant, Degouipille la grenade, fais trembler
Huh! Ha! Yea (Let's go get this bitch ass nigga) Let me tell you a little story about... About this nigga I knew... This nigga I knew... Jus-Just...
That poem is not funny You're just laughing about those words That describe my feelings, when I am hurt But I just couldn't resist to show you those
[Act II - Scholarship ordained] Heal thy Wounds... ... Son of Lord. Lore at will... ... Heal One's will... Acts of malice, profoundly in his behavior