mind Forty Thousand times Time fades into the night They descend and then they climb Feathers falling through the night Have you seen Ohio rise? It has been four days
all this doubt and if I had a million days would I find what I'm looking for? who I'm looking for? if I had a million days... sometimes I feel like a
Whatever happened to color in people's faces Or the black and white of their expressions When everything was beautiful and nothing hurt at all Left alone
the torture, all I've done Horrific silence in a room The sorrow soon will be gone. CHORUS: There're just four walls Suffocating my freedom A damn cell
good old days that you once knew It's getting harder and harder everyday You live without those times That have gone away Someday these'll be the good old days
They say you walk around As if a ghost had Crossed your path Or turned into a reading material As it happens to be chosen From the torn or taffeta
four days apart a puzzle incomplete the empty trees are waiting I'm missing just one piece and I'll give you... my body's a machine my soul in quarentine
four days Yes I've been there four days I'm so turned on that nothing can bum my trip Its a gas to be cast in the haze and I've ben there four days Yes
the closest thing to disaster Keep on fading, snow white into black The kind of thing you laugh about after And we were stuck, stacking misery Four long days
a real live drive and that's right I'm hitting easy street on mud tires, let's ride I sit back and think about them good old days The way we were raised
country picks Martin Van Burne, number eight For a one-term shot as Chief of State William Harrison, how do you praise? That guy was dead in thirty days
out spoken still They not sure it'll work But their all hopein' He'll Emerge the victim My words are pictures And yes the colors so loud that u heard my scripture With four
I play like a champion I'm a Monday ball-e? Nah B, all week Seven days of black power naps every forty eight half hours That's twenty four starring Jack
me Cam Two months ago I saw your face, two weeks ago I'm at your place, two days ago I had you by the waist, the next thing you know we hit the floor, two days
Island! Come on! Hold me down!!! [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Monster cut truck balley shit Champagne spillin while we hittin every bump that my Denali hit Outfit is four
I didn't have time for school Spent my days breaking the rules and regulations And in-between they're having fun The teachers told me son, get me an education
man on earth, that can stay alive Without a sex drive Sex Sex Sexy I was in a contest to rock the world First prize was a virgin young girl For four days