Trust on this hill is a fucking joke Built on constriction and loaded words They have their own agenda, have their own plan Power loves power at the
In the distant piercing light There goes your silhouette Right into the heart of the sky I couldn't dream for a second it would be so easy Wake up,
got a dollar, well I got some change, 4 or 5 quarters I can?t buy one thing 99 cent store get a loaf of bread, then I call this other freak so I can try
[50 Cent] The only excuse for being broke is being in jail Heh-heh, yo, yo, yo The only excuse for being broke is being in jail Some work a nine to five
What's left for me? When all my life revolves around regrets And every thought is a rod piercing my heart. Of the dreams I once had only ruins remain
I need to know who I am and what I'm going to do while I'm on earth I need to understand everything and everybody's lives I need to get up tomorrow
a new mark in this wet sand. Enjoy the bland mundane circumstance that led us to this staring match. Breathe deep within my own collapse. Ruin it, Ruin them, Ruin
Nulle part quelques part, perdu dans tous les bars pour approcher l'illusoire et chercher la nouvelle l'endroit qui nous appelle pour la quete existentielle
You promised me things had changed , things had changed don't worry about a thing my trust has been disposed thrown away put this down to experience
you don't know what i'm doing here, today should i just fall apart? should i just fall apart trying? should i just give up now and fade away? well,
[VERSE 1] I ain't one to gossip, but I heard your shit was wack And I ain't one to brag, but this jam is fat I won't push you to the extreme to say I
insane, And all these words will never be the same, It's all in ruins, It's all crumbled, They are ruins, It's all ruins, It's all ruins
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Just like me, you've lost your sight now just like me, you see no reason to fight but you won't find your pot of gold here just like me, you can't
Aus den Ruinen meiner Tra¤ume Blick ich nun zu Dir empor Zu Dir mein Engel, den die Liebe Mir zum Gegensta?ck erkor Ich war zu blind vor Liebe Um die
plus d'oiseaux, il n'y a que de l'eau Et puis du vent Allez viens mon amour La-haut sur la colline Regarde, la maison est en ruine Il faut l'abandonner
the... A dry throat stutters on an empty vision of milk and honey and desolate quiet. A dry mouth falters on the opening blast of a song to ruin,
Pure self contained i can feel the weight of my body as my voice strains densensatized from beauty scenes the enemy is the fear that falls inbetween
