traces Countless empty faces With black lips The cold kiss of rejection We'll lay this town to waste We'll leave you with a bitter taste A long road
We've played for far too long We hope you listen to at least this song Nothing but traces Countless empty faces With black lips A cold kiss Of rejection
译文: 最黑暗的时刻. 阿冷吻.
and taking you to a saloon, Walking out a hour later with your new fancy do, We can write a story with a beautiful ending, But we can?t write a story
-K Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio W Q H T gonna play me though This hot shit is to fly like the cockpit Got spit like a french kiss
see But I'm a black man so I pass on a tan Dip to the bathroom take me a shower But first called up my girl told her be ready in an hour I was still a
And a system that leave my rear views trembling Whatchu gonna do when poppa catch ya attitude Drop to your knees and show gratitude Kiss my ring, it's a
Scars from the past are my words hollow I am I give fake hope Waiting from someone to hold on a stranger for a moment of love CRY ME A LIE FEAR MY
a silent land Secret thoughts are hard to bear Remember me, you'll understand Emotions we can never share You trampled on me as you passed Left the coldest kiss
side Down in the valley the water runs cold Beyond the horizon someone prayed for your soul My wretched heart is pounding I felt an angel's kiss My
-white steed And kisses gave her three, She held up a knife in her right hand And pierced him heartily. "O live, O live, Lord Henry, Half an hour or
me) As this world will consume me Your words are ignorant Lonely walk through peak hour traffic Blood drips from a clueless river Feelings of a burnout poetry kiss Your cold
no return. Pay no deposit and get no return. I've such a short time to tell you so much, words come second best to a kiss or a touch. Far thicker than
recognize my own face... Eyes that were once shining - now extinguished Left only a silent cold Sound of a tear falling down In the desperate hour of
whispers serenades a dark romance. . . yet never again fate so tragic is mine to keep forever will I miss her last dying kiss As the sun sets before
The wind was a torrent of darkness Among the gusty trees The moon was a ghostly galleon Tossed upon the cloudy seas The road was a ribbon of moonlight
