What happens when we just stop caring what happens when we start to feel the same the big surprise you've joined the masses you look around there's no
here and all I want is you Yeah, 'cause I'm empty here and all I want is you And when I was sick and strapped to my bed All of these images were rushing
one underdog, and you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image
flow, lighter fluid, saliva what can ya do? Go get ya crew to hype ya up stand behind you like, woo That boy's hot enough to melt hell, burn Satan too
case, the one who can't afford to face her image is restored to grace Disappeared, no trace, musky tears, suitcase The down turn, brave little burn cub
days are through All those thoughts of going to the chapel, it's like someone just burned My castle, paint the picture like Picasso but the image fades
Chourus To Zion...I Fly On X2 Verse 1 up with the sunrise breeze threw the windchimes open my eyes as the images rush my mind shine oh baby your just
I'd never felt so content A high speed collision gave a new sense of sight to me And now my vision can render the scene A blurry image of wreckage and
dirt Only silence is spoken here All that grows here is hurt And papa's roses Voices that whisper soft and low Forever buried inside Haunted by images dark and cold Forever burned
on the west end Knocked out but boy you better come to Don't die you know the truth as some do Go write your message on the pavement Burn so bright
ever tried to catch it on the right hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl she claimed it is what God resembled but on the left she had a mirrored image
Redman, yo that was last album) Aiyyo fuck it, bust it The top, notch, look over your sess spots Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red tops Burn
love this glamorous life I live, having the ice and shit Think twice, I give Christ your kids I live life for gifts, keep the five burning while the tires
This is the deepest cut I, Think I have ever felt, These are the things I think but I will never tell. I'm trying to walk these bridges, Burning beneath
image can never be lost, never be cleverly read Or took on into the search of your own, suckers are looking For treasures and pleasures endeavors images
I ya, I against I Flesh of my flesh And mind of my mind Two of a kind but one won't survive My images reflect in the enemy's eye And his images reflect
north to Vancouver Molecular monitors censors an anaconda that harbors A feeling for heat and armor and eating a snake charmer Capital break, wrap it in tape the cidic images
of heard of me We chop it up We drop the cuts Look out for us Cus here we come (uh-huh) [X2] Listen suckers obey the law Battleaxe warriors waging war Burn
