'm not anti-anything, I just wanna be free Fascist state, no freedom Unless you control yourself Use self expression, lose your freedom You're undesirable, you go straight to jail Two sided
El saberte aquí, me hace creer que el dia no termina nunca mas... El saberte aquí justo atrás del humo de mi hoguera y antes que
These are the days You have been given These are the ones These are the ones These are the times We have been given These are the ones These are the
译文: A面. 直到那时.
译文: 里卡多蒙塔内尔. 当我身边这些.
译文: 海洋颜色场景. 这些是那些 - 最多在下行B边.
: [Ice Cube] You don't wanna fuck wit these You don't wanna fuck wit these Run up you big-ass bitch and I'll have you clockin G's Wit my knockout jab
: I'm not anti-society, society is anti-me I'm not anti-religion, religion is anti-me I'm not anti-anything, I just wanna be free Fascist state, no
it's forever now. no turning back point for us. from now on you're all i need by my side. a brief fairy-tale, storybook like ending. the stars have never
falling from outer space. broke out the glass to save myself from your face. faster and faster still. then my body disintegrates. feels like i'm knee
what a lovely sight. make-out rooms and lover's fights, strangers from the streets, seen it twenty-thousand times. we sip away our pains. our futures
congratulations on your skin, the new look, sin, is in. all blackened up to try and hide, how you tick on the inside. life in a coma, it must not be
If this is the end, then I guess I'd better take one look around. My heart is beating, faster than I can count on both hands and this is my own dark
believe me, your time has come to walk away. you didn't need me, except for your own punching bag. you can't convince me, that you changed yourself all
a cold and snowy night, headed for a southbound flight. fine time to break out of minneapolis. for good this time? can't make up mind. all i know is
back for more again? well now, where should we begin? but you didn't here this from me, keep it under lock and key. it's more than a magic trick, it'
how could this be right? a half a dozen times i asked myself the same. it's nothing you can fight, unless you want to live regretting everyday. so raise
i thought you would be, insane at twenty-three. now, i'm that weirdo screaming on the train. you're setting fires inside my head. i'd like to believe
