in cotton. I knew that sound too, it was the beating of the old man's heart. Man I'm tellin you, some mother fuckers just have no kind of heart man.
when wrapped in cotton, I knew that sound too. It was the beating of the old man's heart." Man, I'm telling you some motherfuckers just have no kind of heart
cotton. I knew that sound too, it was the beating of the old man's heart. Man I'm tellin you, some mother fuckers just have no kind of heart man. Serious
Traduzione: Atmosfera. Cuore.
Think I'll rename my heart, the calendar. 'Cause it'll surely know just when to end. And I've been looking at you through the telephone, as the photograph
my recall Night disgracing me Nothing can press me Night disgracing me Nothing can cross me Pathetic prick Unconscious teen Blowing wind a new atmosphere Straight to the heart
Freezes the sea. Blinded by the snows glare, We must prepare, we must beware Of Nuclear winter. A gigantic cloud forming in the atmosphere Blocking
It's alright I'll be your respirator I'll be your pressure suit It's alright It's alright Violently clear the upper atmosphere Raging out your heart
[DJ Spin One cuts up] "I know you hate to hear the drama" [x3] "the drama's all we know" "I know you hate to hear the drama" "the drama's all we know
air setting ablaze the atmosphere [Chorus] Hear the science "Hear the science!" And the mathematics "Hear the science!" of the destruction "Hear the science!" in this holy Armagedd-eon [Chorus] Hear the science "Hear
a broken heart? I for one am not impressed By your simple display of intelligence If I'm really that smart Why am I the one with the broken damn heart
Somethings wrong with the atmosphere And it's keeping me awake Must be something in the air I hear Pushing everything my way Is this real, is this real
shit on the globe Britches, y'all wanna burn bridges? Just remember in the back of your bitch mind that I'm partially responsible For anyone tryna hear
[Sample: "Have you heard it? Sing along. If you didn't hear it you're gonna hear it right now."] [Slug] Bam, the door way opened for me I saw ways
the hands of my thug at heart So when the shit hit the fan I don't come apart, I breathe and shrug it off Atmosphere - the Big Brother's big brothers
back again (6-1-2) Now find the emergency exits 'Cause I'ma snap a spine to make an example of the skeptics (Atmosphere) I don't care if you know me or
could never hate my life In fact I'm quite excited, I get to play tonight [Verse 1:] Mr. Soundman, turn up the bass I want to feel the beats disturb my heart
a million dollar bill Atmosphere, it's just a ten letter word Discretion is the name of my cement feathered bird And if you didn't hear, then fuck whatever