NUMB TODAY I?M ON FIRE INSIDE MY SHELL I GUESS THE PAIN INSIDE SHOULD START TO MELT AND I CAN?T WAIT TILL IT?S OVER BUT I CAN?T FIND IT TO SEPARATE TO SEPARATE
Is at the old home, awaiting him there Out in the hallway there stands a vacant chair Had an old pair of shoes he used to wear Empty now the cradle,
womb To the cradle In a mortal Of the needle We are the motherless Ride the spiral Chase the dragon Endless miles I die a little more each day This forced separation
separate us And I know I?m okay You cradle me gently Wrapped in Your arms And I?m here to stay Nothing can separate us And I know I?m okay You cradle
of triple six That which is sorcerer (Kill that bitch, chop that bitch) Or you might get caught on a crucifix I'm sick of that burning inside of my Cradle
, and that's pricely Trying to intercept the passing away I've asked nicely But I've learned not to feed the hand that bites me This morning the cradle
of devils continue strugglin' Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a way So get your mind on official business You can be great And it's been this way from the cradle
alignment interference assigns division from clearance to ample scrambling. Let's note the magnificence in the difference. OK see two canaries on the wire aspire to separate
hovering helplessly around our pain crying with absence of real tears, like a child born in vein. I can no longer bear to watch you cradling my form.
raising your joys Oh since its perfection, no doctor's direction Can cleanse the complexion like poteen me boys While a child in me cradle, me nurse
dinner is at the table mute the TV, uncork the wine separation from the mind softly sing this lullaby newborns in their cradles clawing as they cry and
worship at the picture of me Like a whisper where there are no words Appears the perplexed, the statue of might In the cradle of the next generation
's the way it happens here. Now time is like cat's cradle in my hands: we gather up the strands much to slowly The refugees are gone... they take their separate
down the middle of my back They slept on my lyrical ability to blow Gave another nigga credit for inventin' my flow I'm a child of God, witness the risin' son From the cradle
Only one thing has such devotion Waiting arms wide until my will gives way Your love reaches across the miles I raced To separate me from You Your love cradles
Will you join me in this dance of misery, cradled in impossibility? Swooning, I am swept away, swept of my feet. With step-by-step we take the lead as
