it feels like Home. [Bridge:] Just like a prayer, your voice can take me There. Just like a muse to me , you are a Mystery. Just like a dream, you are
Traduzione: We Are The Fallen. Like A Prayer.
feels like Home. [Bridge:] Just like a prayer, your voice can take me There. Just like a muse to me , you are a Mystery. Just like a dream, you are
broken hearts, so many questions When this began we was the perfect match, perhaps we had some problems but we workin at it, and now the arguments are
ya whole click'll still get treated shitty Business never personal I'm up before the sun come up on thai Just a ghetto star, a dropped up double-R is
dyin Plus everybody's high, too doped up to ask why Watchin our own downfall, witness the end It's like we don't believe in God cause we livin in sin
Police Dispatcher .. He's headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running
still in all I thank God for the light He's given y'all I haven't ceased praying for you daily while in these prison walls But these are some of the reasons
is in town like ashes ashes they will all fall down they will all come and watch the play today you pray for this day we'll start to on my count, we'll
probably Taxpayers killer the mayor, and the senator Rhyme sayers say a prayer, see a minister Drinks are on the house, the house is on the hill The hills are
of order For a ballad, corpse a dead man walkin You can lead a man to a city but that don't assure civility You can beat a man to death with Aesop Rock
the oceans we rise... to the ashes We fall. All for one... not one for all. Where do we go when we no longer Exist? Apologies are useless, they're nothing
We and hope and pray and ask, but we are never shown Born and raised to live beyond The heft and weight of a world undone Like a bird from the north
a nigga fall when they scream out timber, I be cool like the winter, no Decemeber Two bad chicks, that's a two piece dinner Ridin in a benz, I'm a Rose
black god Foul our deeds- Terrible our deeds A burning tundra's left behind Steam from the bodies wich have fallen in the snow Rises like thick fog to
's odd to see like the Iliad Like standing on top of the water like a lily pad The Life Giver who turns my heart like a river From when it was trashy
