, Trips. I can't be you. [x2] I wanna fight, C'mon and fuck with me. [x2] Someone is calling and someone is saying. [x3] Someone is calling...
, Prizes, Trips. I can't be you. [x2] I wanna fight, C'mon and fuck with me. [x2] Someone is calling and someone is saying. [x3] Someone is calling
't be no escapin' From the South to the North Where you run ten paces and your face is fallin' off It's repentance day It's repentance day Repent for
I just turned 26 and she is 23 She wore a crusifix but never preached at me We'd stay up all the night until the day was dead I got the fear of God inside
'd done The nurses saw an old woman crying But he saw the love of his life She don't know where she is But she knows this isn't home Love is a hard,
of the beat. Clear my lungs, spit blood on the street. They tellin me we got nothing to fear but fear itself but I fear I have no human fear left. Someday
don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write
this cold day of sadness and grief She is left without any hope or belief Ohh, in a day after this night Will she in death find at last a relief? Ohh
optimist, she's turning blue Such a lovely color for you Call an optimist, she's turning blue Such a perfect color for your eyes Call an optimist, she
Today is not a good day, she left the life she's given Today is not a good day, she left the life she lived Today, today, today Today is not a good
people, suffering... "She is the One, the unwanted, decidedly so, 'cause she makes our children cry. It's a fact, she is exactly that! A harbinger of death
(feat. Question) Yea... a struggle, we all know it Sometimes some of us don't like it This is dedicated to every other motherfucker out there with a
the beat Clear my lungs, spit blood on the street They tellin me we got nuttin to fear but fear itself But I fear I have no human fear left Some day
were weeping And hundreds cried in dismay; Twenty years today! Repenting sinners pray Easy come and easy go, We could have had it all you know Man's final day is
isn?t fair, you know Why should she care? And live to be The world to me She is all I?ve become She is all that I need And she makes me feel one
this cold day of sadness and grief She is left without any hope or belief In a day after this night. Will she in death find at last a relief, A place
