Everyone's dying, of their own free will, their minds have stopped working, so they take happy pills. They want to get away, from the world, but wait
Traduzione: Fine. Vetro felice.
bride And there he walks right out of my life Three cheers for the happy couple, yeah right Hip, hip hooray never really made my day I'll charge my glass
gather round just four more stops again we'll reach our teachers calling at the end expect that foulest call doubt is not as lovely I see the driver in the glass
could tell you stories but can show you cash Give you game and secrets that I know you'll pass To the next playa hater And he'll break like glass Now
of ten over and over again Back to the future back to the end Tent poles and canvas concealing the grass Modern fakers walking on glass New generation
curtains here we come, boy hush until I'm done We gon' drink, we gon' smoke, keep that floss on they toes When these broads start some lickin, we just might end
luxury, doin' what ever Doin' my thing, Trevade bumps King Truck jeweling it, watch the medallion swing So fast nigga forget shit as time past Break a piece of glass
Stan from Eminem's song "Stan" [Chorus] You.. didn't, care about me And now this is how it has to be I was lost, but now I am free I'm happy cuz I found
now So all this dreaming has got to end There's no such thing As Mr. perfect There's no such thing As lucky stars There's no such thing As a happy
their strife But I love you and I'm staying to the end This banner of love I sway for you my friend I travel to you through my magic glass What else
than two people may gather anywhere without permission Use only the drugs prescribed by your boss or supervisor Be happy Obey all orders without question Be happy
world Front now, you got a cheshire cat grin eerie malevolence of commerce combined with backspins I'm just a kid, tryin' to do good for my friends whose lives end
time, like it or not, like what you got, You're under the soil, yes deep in the soil. So we'll end with a whistle and end with a bang and all of us fit
Would you like to go with me Down my dead end street Would you like to come with me To Village Ghetto Land See the people lock their doors While robbers
war and all the crime inside the minds that's Programmed to destroy From the beginning when will it end... On the day after judgement will I be ready I'm so happy
lead the little dickwipe [Violent J] Hahaha, so you got a few tacks in your balls Pick 'em all out and head right back down the halls What's this? Dead end
stretched out and yawned Brushed my teeth then I carried on Got myself dressed and off to work I got there early, the boss was happy "Hey, good mornin