I've already seen your clinical condition, I'm translating death, giving you clues, and here's the bad news, Planned your faith? no you're a cast member
Traduzione: Killer. La tua fede in My Hands.
Traduzione: The Killers. La tua fede in My Hands.
bed with a gun in your hand, moments from your end pointed at your head. i wish i could have saved you Swallow the pills each day, ?they will kill the
, something's within Taking my life away Fear me! Demon of lies I'm seeing your world through your eyes I control your mind, control your life Lashing
can't tell me nothing (oh nothing) Let me see your hands up if you a champion (Let's break it down for em...) Ladies put your hands up high (Came too
off in this empty room and fade to black My leap of faith is connected to walking down that aisle Holding the hand of my shadow enjoying her smile No more compromises my
"Kill Whitey!" At the top of my lungs At the cops in their cars And the men in their suits. No, I won't take your hand And marry the State. 'Cause baby
hail the King, priest and prophet The inexhaustible topic The Person of God you can peep with your optic [Enoch] In the eyes of this world my life is
we bully shit, you fuck around and get your food ate boy My razor make your face ke-loid Then I throw my drink at you (woo!) just to make that shit
crawling My rang and beats and chain defenition of balling Clarion screen falling in my Fleetwood Lac Four eighteen in my trunk I'm bout to crack my
My rang and beats and chain defenition of balling Clarion screen falling in my Fleetwood Lac Four eighteen in my trunk I'm bout to crack my back I give
to switch blades my spit plauges Invades like Y2K's and sprays with verbal bullets Including gernades, with no pins, my tounge pulled it Bleed in fatigues, my
collapsing Don't - be - afraid Don't be afraid I held on to your hand It made me feel much better You try to understand You are my guilty pleasure All
to But what would that do? Teach you my guidelines So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines And if I was a driver, I'd keep my headlights
thing I loved I know after tonight all your power crumbles in my arms So don't worry, I'll be fine, when my life ends, I'll leave this scar A smoking gun in hand
wanna kill that demon And my heart stops, I guess I wasn't really dreamin Need my head, and I pray for my soul to stay clean Close my eyes, and recognize
let a black cloud cover my shine I'm like Edison, I keep a bright light in my mind They didn't - break my spirit, I just stay with my nine And I don'
