gonna cry, cry, cry You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own You're gonna cry, cry, cry
Traduzione: Third Eye Blind. Cry Cry Cry.
ten colour glossy pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and
re livin like slaves, modern day style Save the children, make em cry for me now Save the children, make em cry for me now [Outro: Culture] Cry for
Here I come, you know where I'm from do the math, son, I originate with the drums native tongues lounging, my third eye's beyond browsing swam nine thousand
crook in fact, I'm lookin' back at the day I got off the hook and put the crookin' act back behind Man I got, no plans to rewind I used to be blind -
Originally by Third Eye Blind I'm packed and I'm holding, I'm smiling, she's living, she's golden and she lives for me, She says she lives for me, Ovation
I just want to grow old growing wise I just want to grow old losing time I?ve been asked to shut Eyes, third eye and mouth I can barely talk Or cry out
in proverty I gotta be on point, I anoit myself savior with new flavor like craig with my third eye I cried Shed tears in the mind for being blind
's a fixture Seperate fake niggas because we contracting like seizure Now take a hit, inhale the cess to refuel my system My third eye opens, spotting
still blind because you lack the inner, every sinner will end up in the everlastin winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks your third eye out you cry
I believe in the sand beneath my toes, The beach gives a feeling, An earthy feeling, I believe in the faith that grows, And the four right chords can make me cry
Good-bye I believe in the sand beneath my toes The beach gives a feeling an earthy feeling I believe in the faith that grows And the four right chords can make me cry
eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye
see them living in proverty I gotta be on point, I anoit myself savior with new flavor Like craig with my third eye I cried Shed tears in the mind for being blind
blind because you lack the inner, every sinner will end up in the everlastin winter of hellfire Throw on this mix just picks your third eye out you cry
