[Intro] Yeah, feel my pain Filled with pain It's a struggle everyday Did I walk in the right door? I don't know Yeah I never back down, I do what it
Traduzione: Sole'. Dolore.
Verse 1 the photographs aren't content growing wrinkled and old pages torn and corners fold just like i am not content writing poems not to send praying
Verse 1 the photographs aren't content growing wrinkled and old pages torn and corners fold just like i am not content writing poems not to send
It comes in the morning, it comes in the evening Creating all sorrows Nobody can hide from you Sometimes I long for you But when you are near I am trying
in your arms again and get me through this day, [Chorus:] How am I supposed to heal? Shout out in the rain, All my heart and sole can feel, Is endless, undying pain
of fruit Holds but blight and disease Her skin pulsates with pain With a sigh she ceases to be On a bed of rotten soil lies the sole child of man
(feat. Sole') [Sole] Here it comes, blaze the eye of da storm Never saw me comin, but I made sure you was warned In the blaze, I'm runnin gun high soundin
I'd still love to fuck her. I don't wanna be seen as greedy but I'm afraid to give. I'm afraid of getting hurt but I need my pain to live. I dread H5N
the world I'm asking what's outside Ghosts who move it all Or real life hidden I can't find today A way to know if I I'm in pain or not See leaves springin
this process [Inkwell the Biologic] while pickin a pack of blunts to grab my mind was suddenly stabbed by something utterly sad kids these days are dying sole
Hop's survival My culinary arts based on plates and vinyls And currently, you're currency seeking Like Gary Oldman, [toll] feeding And Romeo's bleeding And that's the sole
You gave your all Expected nothing in return but a promise that you would be the sole one I told you then I saw it all But could just stand by to watch
me in the cold To face this world alone, and make it on my own I still got love for you, but I just can't fight the pain It's so hard not to hate, but
A solitary descent amid the twisting depths Tracing the downward spiral trailed by the dead On the merge of desperation, inhaling pain Suffused in ruins
forced illiteracy Ears deafened by the sole dirge of conspiracy Humans indicted of witchery set aflame Scenes of torched bodies meeting the depths of pain
Brooklyn Zu Styles get raw like a Freakland Zoo Fix this, flows drillin in the banquet Buddha inflicts the hoes like Bake's existence I remain to cause pain
ll Give You The World My Love Can Do Just All For You My Love [Verse 2:] Yo I Flip That Purple Punch Lunch Purple Pain I'm The Prince The Sole Prince