] It's a good life Gettin' so high the ground is out of sight It's a good life Wakin' up askin' what happened last night It's a good life I think I might
you deals lost teeth like white jewels of some kind petty theft for penny crimes and we yell ahh like a good old fashion nightmare riding trains to the
you It's a good life Getting so high, the ground is outta sight It's a good life Wakin' up, askin' what happened last night It's a good life Think
a good ol' fashion nightmare, ah Ah, like a good ol' fashion nightmare, ah Ah, like a good ol' fashion nightmare, ah Ah, like a good ol' fashion nightmare
like rats from the wreckage we patrol the decay through the ash and the darkness the scavengers pillage what's wasted away and power corrodes and compromises
deals lost teeth like white jewels of some kind petty theft for penny crimes and we yell ahh like a good old fashion nightmare riding trains to the
Traduzione: Good Riddance. Dopo l'incubo.
It's a good life Gettin' so high the ground is out of sight It's a good life Wakin' up askin' what happened last night It's a good life I think I might
Nel silenzio che cancella le citta Sento sola la mia voce Stai piangendo c'e qualcosa che non va Qualche cosa non ti piace Chi mi insegue non capisce
O, Baby blankets and baby shoes, baby slippers, baby spoons, walls of baby blue. Dream child in my head is a nightmare born in a borrowed bed. Now
can no longer bare. (Solo - Adams) Loneliness haunts only when in silence. Something is there but can?t really see it. It sneaks up when you least expect it. It?s like a nightmare
worst nightmare, if not scarier Their loss in the (??) new to the area The man you can't handle, 'cause I'm just too rough They say that I'm good; they
niggaz, they come from Yonkers It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the background You never gonna sell unless Cadd Tah's crack child Them niggaz they just SUCK, they no good
Ain't Ready") [Intro - 50 Cent talking] Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo [Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland] Timbaland sounds so good
Two steps, over, real good, Oh yeah Lurkin', waiting, goes to the edge of pain and... One steps, too far, in my, backyard You don't, know me, you can
fist, yeah and make my own good news, yeah Take my advice, yeah you'll pay the price to make it funky like this good goddamn tell you what alles klar? huh And the nightmare
