guard dogs left astray. I'm happier here in isolation, a framed capsulation of a life I never lived, I never even lived. If this picture's worth a thousand
the cold. Into the head or out in the cold. Into the head or out in the cold. Ahead of us lies this epic fucking mountain. Do you think the view from the summit is
minds. (Look at us, how far we've come. Our hearts are made of gold.) It's just a matter of who can hold out longer, and who is stronger. Who is stronger
, but my mind still thinks. Do you still think that Functioning on the verge of instability breeds chaos permeating a crash? What a decadent display of indivine divinity, a
How much joy can a man find in a quiet secluded enclosure? Don't let size by deceiving... I'd be happy if I never left this room. It's a hypothetical
heavy as a man... But lighter than a feather, lighter than a feather, (Don't bother saving me.) lighter than a feather, lighter than a feather, (Don
is a kite Rhyme to you set late night smokin' endo Lay back in a C Honda Accord lookin' real low Tint on the window but a body on your block So I got
to receive Yeah it's true, Uncle Sam wants you to be a devil too See, he's jealous because his skin is a curse but what's worse is if I put it in a verse
brother, my friend My lover, my sister I wanna wish ya a good day I wanna wish ya a good day [Verse One] Since you were feelin' down and lonely My crew is
all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger than Nino Brown [Chorus:] Take a walk, let's slide Take a journey with ya' boy and let's ride You don't even need a
me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger than Nino Brown [Chorus] Take a walk, lets slide Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride You dont even need a
s your problem now is facing all of us right now It's not a black problem It's not a white problem The problem is a social problem that's been here a
hope u may say that is wrong But I ain't talkin to ya child I'm talkin to this song I'm just doing the walk down memory lane If I crash just pick up my
the narrow gate, but why that's a road to destruction and hate What you thought life was a sport? A game? One hundred years short, know the soul is immortal
end? Curses on their blades On the spare and open lanes Once I've been searching Recipe acclaim (? ? ) Curses on their children Runnin all around Makin such a
i had coke so, i had hope ya may say that its wrong, but i aint talkin to ya child im talkin to this song im just, doin a bump down memory lane, if i
to be losing steam Dream's been dropped on credit cards And false hope pumping out of your soul Like oil in the gulf it's a dead end Drive it further
[Music:Rettke/Paeth/Hunecke - Words: Rettke] [Vocal intro:] A lonely room A covered world The sun is drifting slowly A dead end street Behind the walls
