is tearing me apart Like shotguns pointed at my heart A second change for a second hand heart The cold time's here, the lonely nights The broken
Do you remember Just how things used to be? Does it all still ring true Or is it just a hazy memory Give me one reason 'Cause I still believe
We're stuck on memories Of how good things used to be Still the years have passed People change, not just you and me I always gave my heart and
I'm trying to make some sense of all this thoughts But nothing's ever quite what it seems I'm holding on to a dream that's fading fast The broken memories
Traduzione: Geoff Moore And The Distance. God Bless The Broken Road.
A veces me entran ganas de correr, e incluso me parece que tengo fuerzas para alcanzar a ese mundo que hace ya algun tiempo se me escapo. Debe ser porque
I saw you as you walked away On a broken road to yesterday And it's not for you, It's not for you A broken heart a picture frame It's a hopeless hand
always been in the confines of your heart Shackled to the bloody walls as germs pick me apart Few will understand less will even know I've traveled the distance
Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) (Pac's home) Ha ha (Verse One: Tupac) After the fire comes the rain After the pleasure there's pain Even though we broke
Tupac (Tupac) It's that Tupac (Pac) It's that Tupac (Tupac) (Pac's home) Ha ha [Verse 1: Tupac] After the fire comes the rain After the pleasure there's pain Even though we broke
nigga sat at the crip and rolled me and philly phil on that flight always tight all night sleepy niggas don't get paid they get made into broke niggas
the key? No fucking bout it, I broke the lock off I grew the top off, took the comma, period, dot off And ran on wit it and broke you a whole lot off
shit while he was rollin his weed My nigga hit him in the face (Broken blunt, broken front) Didn't know disrespect would lead to such a serious case (Broken la, broken
the thought of a better life I'm standing with 2 open veins and a razorblade, with the thought of a better time Broken down, and broken dreams No, she
kiss my dirty, calloused fingers And may the likes of this song never make One fucking dollar, leave it for a demo tape To be played until it's broken
won?t and that?s it And I?m broke besides She denigrates kill my fame We innovate you stay the same I don?t want to see your face The distance between
broken and lost in the fear of the future of this race shopwindows are overflown by happiness you must learn how to laugh compressed time and distance
my steez Oh Hook, caught a left hook, for stealin my hook In no time he stole a rhyme out my notebook I'm the the Pacific Ocean, floatin Chasin his broken
