clear to me we did this to ourselves. i hurt you deep inside, i need to apologize. but i dont know if you're ready to hear my words. {hook} (either
whole cigarette thing... Dr. stewart: so smoking is your problem? Gary phelps: yeah, I can't stop smoking and it's -- it's finally, like, affecting
I'm through with this merry-go-round I'm getting off, I finally found My strength way deep down I should've left your ass after the first round Every word
life This is the mess I've made These are the words I can?t erase This is my life support shutting down for the final time And it twists like a blade
you put me in the ground until my body is found until the day i'm buried you'll find me at the end of my rope hanging on your every word i'm finally
? Only faggots make shit up just to get famous So when I finally blew up I remained sick Earning respect in ghettos and 'burbs for word placement Back
common on his B-boy Speaking my truth in rhyme no matter how bland it is A heavy heart lighting that's just what my ransom is All apologies, I bear
you can fix it, so pocket your excuse Don't tell me that you're sorry, that'll only make it worse I'm tired of your story, I know it word for word I
an axe - to my tree Before I come talk to you I'll put an axe - to my tree Before I come talk to you I've finally learned the words that my father spoke
, no matter wha, I'm still yo son I could care less if none of yo other children come I'ma be right there prayin' you live to be a million one Finally
A new face will fulfill the prophecies, it's too late for two faced apologies For the master has come back, Gong the originally Run for the grand finale
A your youth you know! Wew! [Chorus] For the master has come back Gong the originally Run for the grand finale mi inna mi Clarky-Wally For the master
Bloodied, cleaved and mutilated Dead bodies amputated Mans bloody inclination God's final abdication Angels weep on bended knee So begins the tyranny
every line And every final word Deep in the night Underneath the darkest skies Searching for a sign or some distant light Screaming yet unheard Repeating every line And every final word
the devil's in your eyes No time to walk, no time to talk, no time for long goodbyes. The ticket's in your hand, you've made that final call, The hard words
' 'bout your style, the way that you present it Every fantasy I ever had, you was in it I apologize for every time that you might've cried There's not enough words
beaten! Eat or be eaten! Look what it makes me do. It's stronger than it was and this is what the bat child does. Deep in the cave under miles of stone, I knew no word
a downward spiral this round is final, it's time to recover because it's a porch that some dogs choose to die under the first song was a breakdown, I apologize