re standing there alone again Just like a child without a friend It's not my problem anymore If you don't know what's going on It's not my problem anymore
standing there alone again Just like a child without a friend It's not my problem anymore If you don't know what's going on It's not my problem anymore
Traduzione: The Living End. Problema.
infused She don't wanna see me with her and I don't wanna she her with you But the problem with me and her is all we do is accuse But at the end of the
t feel it does any good I might agree with everything that you do, But if I'm part of the problem, Then you're part of the problem too Stumble home
For example, a man wants to get ahead Others wish he failed and rather see him dead Always puttin' obstacles in your path It becomes a problem you shouldn
mind on dough you never find me broke and who meee a nigga livin' life like a G in that artillery keepin' niggas off of me I can't sleep living in these
you see thru the windows see tints I do dirt, the gat bussa, get to kickin' up dust, 'fore the jakes come around here kid niggas get knocked if they start askin' question, my name end
the end of this black cause look deep in my black soul shit gotta get better y'all but trigger man I aint gonna trip I'm gonna handle mine live life
that's the problem with the world today (what?) Black, white, asian So many people think this way Fuck with me and I'll shoot ya We live in, what used
Let's begin Asalaam alaikum, people of good will I offer you the greeting of thought manifested skill to finally reveal the open-end chapter As real
re gonna live forever According to a well-known song Cecilia - walk in the light Cecilia - did you come home and to whom? Simon and Garfunkel had a little problem
end is near A reflection of yourself, living with no fear You've got the right to turn and walk You've got the right to stay In the end we all get fucked
spend, Cause if this is the end, I want you to, Live like you don't plan to wake up, Live like you don't plan to wake up, Live like you don't plan
re gonna live forever According to a well known song Cecilia -walk in the light Cecilia -did you come home and to whom Simon and Garfunkel had a little problem
live But you don't have to be like them, you don't Have to be like them I don't want to be them (Living on the weekends) They're just another problem
a touch, you wanted a friend I died not to live with this sin You used to say my blue eyes sang you a lullaby The problem's that the pain made you colorblind