out of time, were running out of time. I'm running out of time, were running out of time. I have lost my sense on a bitter day, Yet I lay my trust in
ninety years on the floor; It was taller by half than the old man himself, Though it weighed not a pennyweight more. It was bought on the morn of the day
A question was raised to me the other day "Why it seem you always have joy?" Well, I'd like to take time to set the record straight.. All the joy I'
hurt her son To not to let him die Balder stood there encircled by gods Thrown with stones, spears and hit With sword No damage they had caused, not a wound
want my money, they don?t care about me Free is what I wanna be Always think twice about the things you say or do Cause one day the lie you believe,
the empty streets with me and it might be my last chance with you so I might as well get it over with the things I have to say won't wait until another day
Sweet baby, no more sleeping, a new day's slowly dawning Don't ever let this cold world pass us by 'Cause we've seen hard times together, and wound up
s day Soldier boys, of course. One little chap, he had a mishap And he broke off his horse's head, Wept for his toy, then cried with joy When his young
lies a wounded soul A spirit at the end of a lonely road Such a cruel fate looms yet he has no fear As the sands of existence fall like tears All joy
down on my knees and you should've heard me pray For in my dream I witnessed God's great Judgement Day Standing room only on God's great Judgement Day
Joy People are you ready lets start the show Don't worry 'bout the present day, he can't stop us now LB Calling out t'all ? area crew we gonna make
the way you dey do me, do me You go wound oh, you go wound oh, my baby Na the way you dey do me, do me You go wound oh, you go wound oh (Verse 1:) So
day I watch you weary And every day I watch you weary Wounded from the day Angered by the game Mama can't you hear me? And every day I watch you weary And every day
Tati's discount But joy became horror 'Cause killers were around Sunny Wednesday noon In the bloodshed streets Dying and wounded Littered all the ground A black day
jewels I guess their CEO might bend 'em God bless Pac, but they ain't got thug like feelings God bless Big, but they don't know the every day struggle
about theway you?re crying in the painting? You quietly smile "bye-bye"; What could?ve been hiding on the flipside of that smile? Are your unhealed wounds spreading each day
want my money they don't care about me Free is what I wanna be Always think twice about the things you say or do Cause one day the lie you believe will
