You're little heavy Of your droppin down load. You're thinkin of your influence With a right to unload. 'cause you're ready for your tenure And the droppin
Yeah! and you don't stop Now, once again ace one is on the wax And this one goes out to everybody Who experienced in their lifetime Or going to experience
Isn't much more I can do for you Isn't much more that I can try Twisting myself into shapes To stop you crying What'll I do if I lose you? What'll I
You told me that you want to die I said, I've been there myself more than a few times And I go back every once in a while You called me 'lucky you', you
Grasped by this certain thing Expressing what I feel Doin' it for my belief Knowin' in my heart it's real Mastermind won't let it stay Givin' it his
(Phil Nicely - beatbox Jim Pollard - guitar) {instrumental and a damn good one at that}
[Foreign Content] Chewbacca's not here I'ma do it for your circumcised Niggaz don't realize my format is a palm spectrum To damage any rectum This is
I've got talking sickness. Laredo number nine. I pull the pages over the line. Can you hear me? There's something wrong with me, I can't talk, I can't
[Paul Gilbert, Scott Travis] [Instrumental]
I want to break out and find a quick return I know IA'm blessed with you someone else wants you, too... You know that IA've been this way all my life
About 700 days and ways inside this changing mind is failing twisiting turning eyes are burning and nothings working are we failing? talking cheaply
From broken homes and shattered hopes All the streets are filled with pain Nothing to live to The devil sells broken dreams Rise, fall, crash and I burn
This is my hard ship. There's no way to get through it. But I'll get over it. Even If it's hard for me. Broken nail and hoarse voice. still crawling on
You told me that you want to die I said I've been there myself more than a few times And I go back every once in a while You called me lucky, you.. you
Isn't much more I can do for you Isn't much more that I can try Twisting myself into shapes To stop you crying What'll I do if I lose you What'll I do
(Instrumental)
Screaming I'm falling deeper into depression Four walls around me. Oh, what have I done? Even asleep I cannot know if I'm awake This is what it feels