So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah California, I'm fine Somebody check my brain California's all right Somebody
So young, so brazen, so unholy I come to you in painted skies Your broken saint, your ancient story The living challenge to your lies Trapped in the
Just another lesson learned Wear a scar, a bore repeating Take a simple fateful turn Opened up to stop the bleeding Feeling you never could Been the
Here I am again I feel time is draggin on Aren't you getting tired of me? Whinging overdrawn Faceless, blind Want to take her out again She's not just
Run, Run 'til you drop Hide, Everyone knows We all trade in never befores Selling out for the score Pray Sqeal when you're caught Cry It's not
Apathetic to the stunned It's your decision You feed the fire that burned us all When you lied To feel the pain that spurs you on Black inside No
Give away your love and then remove another tomb Painted words adorn the walls, echoing untrue I feel cold... Promises abound, you rarely find it to
off the chains, I'm tired of all the pain, I'm shaking off the chains, let me live again, Shaking off the chains, shaking off the chains.
about my brothers, yeah I'm talking `bout sisters as well And I wish you good luck Gotta believe it... Better believe it... Oh, but the world's still on fire Chain
And my mood is black And my eyes are black And my life is black And my love is black Turn the good thing back Kiss the good thing back Make the good
live my life in the black I live my life in the black I live it under stones I live it under stones I'll go but I'll come back I am the cunt in black
in heaven Red Bone pussy poppin' on my black and red 11?s Patent leather when I step in You know what I'm reppin' It's S double-O, W Double-O Black number
One from Utah, the other one from Portland We in Cali though, but I am from New Orleans I can't lie, I lust for things Like an old-school black Old Cut
When I was a little girl I swore that I would change the world when I grew up. Nothing else would be enough Back then it all seemed black and white
get money niggas (x3) See one thing we have in common Is that we some get money niggas (Hate) [Soulja Boy] I?m in the Limbo White wit the doors up (Ah) Chain
hear the loudest screams Comin' from inside the screen, you a wild bitch Tell me what I gotta do to be that guy Said her price go down, she ever fuck a black
is me Im so whoa Everywhere I go Im a one man show I feel like a Hollywood star Hand full of pills, all black car Rock guitar and ten shots of whisky Got a chain