so out of line, with the stars and the sky, with our feet wet with dew, we will sing me and you, with your hands on my chest, say i loved you the best
broken record, it just repeats all over again, my heart starts the beats all over again. Then it starts all over again. Like (like, like) a broken record
resort to but since you spit I had to abort you Tall nigga to short you slash your vocals, stop your raps from being spoken Crush your knuckles leavin' ya mic grabbin' hand broken
love with the sight of me first) That I'd be (intrigued with the thought of the of "The Gift and The Curse") Without You (and now your heart broken is
ll learn As we carry along These broken records and promises That get in the way Have me hoping someday I?ll get it right Distracting lies that cry restraint
. You see the change when the range come through. When all the fame ups ya game, cause ya names mumbled. The chicks notice, jewels is like hyptnosis. Its furosious, when broke
the body off at the door step. Ambulance X pulls you out of the party and rubs your freckles like a DJ to his records but Ambulance Y teaches you the
down the shore on a Jersey afternoon. She's driving down the same old road, her parents took her through. Hypnotized by those broken lines, broken records
full of food to eat Fallin out the windows of East New York Was knowledge, understandin when I stoppin eatin pork [Spiritual Assassin of Zu Manchuz] Yo, pictures record
The NASA contractor with a satchel of answers I passed up the Nobel Peace Prize for my passion Most of you will never understand what I mean My dreams are broken
Up in the sky, beyond the stars Lies the answer to who we are? When time was born, the gods lived in peace Lucifer was beloved by them all And taught
Alanis, starin at my reflection like I'm Adonnis But Derek, why you so angry and violent? I'm a broken machine - my past is water under the bridge but the lies
we write is a love song. * We look for alternatives, But the enormous power of the media makes it so difficult To establish foundations. Their lies
Joe But Joe can't shoot a gun, he's always drunk And Peter's pimping Jane, and John's a punk Infested are the halls, also the brains Daddy's broken down
Play the record... [Chorus:] All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain All you do is bring me pain, Boy you crazy, pain, pain All you do
To go your separate ways Guess that they don't know ya ?Cause today That was yesterday Yesterday is over It's a different day Sound like broken records
take until i drown. -Right now- So Much- -Right now- So what- Lap dog that i choose to be Dead people making jokes about societies. Broken record, one
