Testi:
The Living End Closing In

THERE ARE NO LYRICS!!!!

would write across the sky In letters that would soar a thousand feet high To Sir, With Love The time has come for closing books and long last looks must end

smiling baby I cant go on, living, without you I cant go on, without holding you in my arms Sometimes people make mistakes in their lives Why we have to end

Now don't you ever stop. Sometimes in live when you feel like giving up. You got to keep your head up. Be the best you can. Strive in your live to make

to Let them dirty, gritty killas close too I do it for the love of it No nigga, I do it for the fuck of it EC IC SP and Naj even though I'm living large

I did good was scrapping Until the end of time [Chorus x2] [2Pac:] Now who's to say if I was right or wrong? To live my life as an outlaw all along

fly, waiting for death Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking trees Keep my eyes on my foes, those close

to make decisions We should leave them a choice Cause who are we to say who lives and die Breathes and stops All this judgement on other lives Needs to

and touch 'em all They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em all I'll probably be an old man before I understand why I had to live my life with pistols close