Traduzione: Chrisi. Superstar.
Traduzione: Chrisi. Cornbread.
SAVED TODAY CHRIS BARNES IS A FAGGOT- YOU'RE FUCKING GAY CHRIS BARNES IS A FAGGOT- YOU'RE A FUCKING FAGGOT CHRIS BARNES IS A FAGGOT- YOU'RE BREATH SMELLS LIKE CUM CHRIS
She's got the time says she got time on her side Running the rule Commanding the late boys eyes She runs around, knows all the streets by name So mysterious
I've got a hot white burning inside That time only feeds my minds Only need I add you fuel To my fire my flames burn higher and higher Shaking, Shaking
So this ain't the end I saw you again today I had to turn my heart away You smiled like the Sun Kisses for everyone And tales it never fails! You're
Bright sky blue Who now fades too Frames birds on the wing Whose sweet songs too sad so sing Now only an echo in my mind As sky fades to black I wonder
Born into a hazy crossfire The end result of innocence and ignorance Flesh and blood cure for emotional strife Vision obscured by a soft skin curtain
Emptiness became my house Black cracked sight my line to life I dreamt of angels and lightning flash And cool, cool rain to wash my mind Innocence seemed
It's totally psychological Motherfucker It's totally psychological Motherfucker Hate and war and blind despair Tell me you love me Tears and screams
Lost in a cold dark garden alone My only company Night blooming dementia Bittersweet blossom bloom of madness The sharp knife in the mind Kills the devil
Lost in a blur of psychostatic Electro info windstorm manic A philosophy a way of life Sold in a smile evangeliphile Soothing pulsation mindnumbing relief
Sinking in a sea of emptiness, alone A solitude, an isolation, to living men unknown Shadows of memories dance across my mind Just beyond reach with
Hey I saw your mouth on, another's face It told me sweet secrets and reminded me of the taste Of your skin upon my lips But it's been so long I reach
In between worlds of white and black Lies a world of gray Beneath the sour born showering down It's time on me A thin sharp slice of dime Pushed gently
stay the same! You look away while I see the... Eyes of Christ on a devil's face Eyes of Christ on a devil's face Wait for your heart to show you the
That cold North wind they call "La Bise" is swirling round about my knees, Trees are crying leaves into the river; I'm huddled in this French cafe I
Rap 1: (Blazin?Daniel) Chris Was Denkst Du Dir Das Du Geld Fur Ein Feature Verlangst Du Bist Langst Nicht Bekannt, So Gesagt Ein Niemand Im Land Ja
