PASSION And so I will TRY to articulate the hardest poem of ALL I will TRY to express what love is That is what I feel for David I imagine
Traduzione: Gray, David. Passione.
with the roof popped up every tooth rocked up, nigga swangin with the glock nine sixty duece cocked up, bangin at the stop sign and I'm a pass, not my
Written by David Gray Three tower blocks glinting in the midday sun. Two ice cubes melting in a glass of white rum. Head for the places that I've never
butterscotch guts Hard top Benz with the roof popped up Every tooth rocked up N***a swangin' with the glock 9 60 duece cocked up bangin' at the stop sign Mamma passed
of someone we had conjured up a long, long time ago somehow, we both forgot what we really wanted in a partner due to practicalities so we buried our burning passion
A web of light divine Screen to block my view Head without control Our tree grown askew Cynical mass and fruitless passions Mouthing the words with time
Traduzione: Gray, David. Non può Get Through.
