place And I miss you And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you (Like the deserts miss
And I miss you And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you (Like the deserts miss the
the right right You?re missing in the west You?re missing in the west You?re missing
be crystal clear, or will i have lost clarity, through this trivial pursuit we're walking through so casually. [Chrous] I gotta leave I gotta go, theres
of control We miss that brother soul how much he'll never know Oh and reminiscing on my boy lil' Khatto I know you in that paradise cause that's where
't put me under your gun I'm gonna be missing you Even though I understand that you're not through Go on take it day by day seems like I lost you anyway
it be the same? Are you missing me too? I see your face when I close my eyes I see a glimpse of my own Paradise You came from heaven above, I'm lost
emotions are what make him weak I come to you more or less a humble man Because you are a woman And I find most of the time I'm lost inside my own mind
I know, I know Vanity on parade, fake and frantic and strange Fraught with heartache and desperation Guess I loved you in vain, consider this on your wake Lost
long where she lost her pocket purse Kept the last picture of the man she committed first Cracked windscreen rain, French murder play Junk take away, tired street parade
lost art of dying Only to lonely resent angels for flying Twisted, living off of each other's sickness like parasites This is paradise We've rediscovered the long-lost
said I?ve lost my mind? I've lost my Mind, I've lost my mind, I?ve lost my Mind, I've lost my mind, I?ve lost my Mind, I've lost my mind, I?ve lost my
Sleepin' my days without dreams, Wakin' a night without sleep Missing the truth to lie the promises I heard I would keep Im lost in my paradise, the
to fight and lost What cost? Your cause has got no champion How could you hope to win by just complaining? Now it's raining on you parade Decisions made
of fighting, when you know you've lost the war Walk the streets of New Orleans Shirt soaked to my skin Through the mess of yesterday's parade A thousand
gettin' transferred, to different pens Or chillin' with my dead friends Or still at the weed house makin' 5's and 10's Miss Perfect, God-given When I was lost
