I wanna Hey you're too true to be good And I'm too bad to pretend Transparent and transfixed, I'm uncool Heart beat you're looking at me Must stop I'
I saw the man at J.F.K. He took your ticket yesterday In the humdrum I ride tandem with a random Things don't run the way I planned them In the humdrum
She came with her blue jeans on Wanting to star in a song. Get you with your ins and outs of it, You're coming on strong, so strong I'll tell you what
Terminate, desecrate Evolving from despair and desolation Desires to desolate away from the xtian souls and desecrate Expectations of annihilation followed
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We know you said You said there was nothing left down here Well, I roamed around the wasteland And I swear I found something I found hope, I found God
?You said there was nothing left down here Well I roamed around the wasteland And I swear I found something I found hope, I found God I found the dreams
My mind is bleak and toneless are these walls Moments are passing by like trains that never stop I think without a thought but somehow I think after all
Walking out of nowhere Still no place to go out of life Shadows haunt the evening Through a quiet skies Where I am nowhere is to? In grey they didn't
Do you know what it is? And how you line them up With the layers of a lipstick We need stacks of bad acts Oh, I like the way you wear your bonds It is
I cannot reconcile myself to this - I wish I could!I cannot live the = life I ought to live - I know I should!I cannot bring myself to = pray,Except to
Shifting silent shades of seething thoughts abroad Amuck in shallow graves not of solid Earth Silhouette charades of cascading shattered walls Confusing
By a pool Of amber water A sticky smell Of carrion kind Integrates with nature slowly Green fields I offer you Snowy mountains in present air The sunflower
Maggots crawling, posers falling Suffocating in garbage So much trash in excess Feed your ego up your ass On your knees, blood sucking pigs Die of your
[Shanky Don Intro:] Now this one is dedicated to the good the bad and the desolated. And The Roots crew you know them lyrically orientated program you
Beating Heart still beating for the cause Bleeding Soul still bleeding from the loss Aching Limbs are aching from the rush Fading You are fading from
Beating Heart still beating for the cause Feeding Soul still feeding from the loss Aching Limbs are aching from the rush Fading You are fading from my
Hey you're too true to be good And I'm to bad to pretend Transparent and transfixed, I'm uncool Heart beat you're looking at me Must stop I'm letting