retard (yea) Retard [Chorus x2] [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] I been known for blood sipping Pull the trigga Everybody tripping All on the carpet Splattered on the wall
Looking on the(?) side You're waiting for your life to walk away Writings on a wall You just dream forever, forever Face it - it's another day And it
and sweet perfume Light that came from everywhere Drove shadows from the room And Jesus stood before me With His arms held open wide And I fell down on
Something on my mind breaking open doors I've sealed up before Something on my mind makes me run when I thought I've run too far Something on my mind breaking open
Embodying shadows, I come in your lake Barring my dead shows, I crawl on this rendered earth Young crystal symbol, hung on the wall Parasite idol, virtual
up As light as straw and brittle as a bird Today I weigh less than a shadow on the wall Just one more whisper of a voice unheard Tomorrow leave the windows open
leaning on corners with my back Up against the wall, Had no choice but fire back Now, Benz truck with the tires on the back They was in the Doge Shadow
still turns but I'm on my way, He is on the way, as my heart still yearns ...I'm on my way, now he is on the way, And I cry for more Yes I'm on my way
still turns but I'm on my way, he is on the way, as my heart still yearns ... I'm on my way, now he is on the way, and I cry for more Yes I'm on my way
still turns but I'm on my way, He is on the way, as my heart still yearns ... I'm on my way, now he is on the way, And I cry for more Yes I'm on my way
t have had her curtains open, so that's her fate Leavin out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch
toenail. I am the food that eats away and drinks the drippings of your waste. I am the pollution of all living creatures. I am the darkness casting shadows on
lookin in my draws Always talkin bout you ballin, look you wanna ball Word on the streets, niggaz ready to put you on the wall You just a leg shooter,
king's men reappear For an eggman, on and off the wall Who'll never be together again Albert's fallen on the sun Cracked his head wide open The world
my head There's nothing I can do To keep from feeling like I blew The only chance I had to make it better The shadow on the wall Is looking down from
like a moose Instinct keeps me running Running to keep one chance open Marks on walls, the common outlet Tell the truth and always will Marks on wall
She tells me I?m the poster-boy for American sadness And the madness is in the mirror that?s a-hangin? on your wall Cause? if it all ends tomorrow, then
cross to bear Lost the cross I use to wear I am cost to wear Partnership with darkness, we're an awesome pair Soul position, wall facin' in office chair