IÔÇÖd like to be invited to the show Job was so sick so long Everybody clings to their own fear, everybody hides some scar They have to come quick
coisas que o dinheiro n+úo compra
and niggaz can't catch up
Living here is more
Mil veces y una m+ís
I'm scratching and screaming
Attention - you must be older than 18
It's all love is about
that passion run wild while I hold your shit
When I knew the moment had come
Thats like Oprah marryin steadman
tears were made to cry
Solitude shall crumble away
You ignoramous, but music is reflection of self
you losin' respect fast
Darkness falls in finding out
I ain't got no fear bout you bitches in da industry
Deireadh, deireadh an Turas
but when I open my eyes
Woah-oh
And I realize that I was only dreamin'
Ripped into shreds, brain fluid's seeping.
you make me lose it, you make me lose it all (X2)
hope you able to tell if its
And though we could have made it last
About as nasty as the Berlin wall