all of us down Jealousy - you've been falling down A midlife crisis at 23. You lit a match to that bridge to me When you cry I won't hear a sound Jealousy
Jealousy rides with me Such a faithful companion no one could be And he sits on my shoulder And whispers the things that make me so bitter, it's sick
is a place no one will be able to touch Containing thoughts that cannot be taken away or replaced You want what is not yours, jealousy You want what you cannot have, jealousy
Traduzione: Morte. Gelosia.
Traduzione: Death Cab For Cutie. Gelosia Rides With Me.
Traduzione: Death Cab For Cutie. Gelosia Rides With Me (Bonus Track On Import).
: What do you want from me, what is it you expect I have spoken my mind from deep inside my soul Behind the eyes is a place on one will be able to touch
Catchin dealers comin out they cars (will they survive?) (Two semi-automatic nines, them ni**az died) (Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate to death
on everything I love And fuck the law 'cause the raw niggas ain't free This picture's clear but we can't see, hahaha This game is jealousy, Don't let '
man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
me, for my jewelry, and my currency But I couldn't see, what was in store for me Nigga wanted go to war with me My philosophy, it was jealousy, or evil
during which the dream increases. Blood pumps. Temperature rises. The episode is common with the innocent children, like following the traumatic events such as death
for? Never, she cries out forever. She never called out your name. I've witnessed this before. She needs to, she needs you. The death, the crucifixion!! The death
My love My tormented empire Unleash the fury I stand beneath this darkened sky If you only knew me On jealousy I thrive Unleash the fury This swilling death
forsake instructions, so your vocals consist of nothing Useless productions celebrating your self destruction Your god is greed, envy lust and jealousy
be silent You forsake instructions, so your vocals consist of nothing Useless productions celebrating your self destruction Your god is greed, envy lust and jealousy
black wit a sparkle grill You see, we tote macks, Glocks, and choppers Playin wit them hoes, nigga slip we got ya Rest in Peace, Hooley Hoo, 13 'til death
