is not a single night A space between two guiding lights This is not a good old time Where younger days still brightly shine This is not a simple night
译文: 雾. 单之夜.
I see the cold mist in the night And watch the hills roll out of sight I learned in every single day Inside out, outside in, every way The sun can warm
right Both bitches Same night Chorus 2X [Lil' Zane] See when I first came (first came) Half of yall didn't know my first name (first name) But since the single
her I'm quick to blast motherfucker (Yeah, what's up?) It feels like I'm bustin' a nut When I open you up 'Cause your body is exposed to the midnight mist
hang around my Momma 'cause I scare her I wanna blast, motherfucker It feels like Im bustin' a nut when I open you up 'Cause your body is exposed to the midnight mist
Here on the street Feeling the cool of the dawn Shuffling feet Faces are ragged and worn They've been working all night Waiting for the curtain to
He fixed up niggas for some dummies Now he ballin' like a dog Every night he in the club Throwing money, popping bottles, flexing hard He don't give a fuck Then one night
seven days a thousand Time was like the tide, it came and went That old pier ran clear out into the mist My mind plays back that Tuesday night again
talking, playing and walking, you and me for two weeks, just striaght falling in love we had fights in the sand, kissed in the sea, passionate nights,
single strand of glimmering gossamer... Beneath the vaults of shadow-haunted tombs, I see the fire that burns like the black heart of night. In brooding
the mist resembles the rain Pushed aside and left behind My memory is slowly fading away Though thinking of your empty words Haunts me every day, every single
claws This beautiful whore Would be brutally honest Tortuous one, taboos undone A glittering star on a sea of myriad waves And a thickening mist, a
the middle of the night My eyes were open, though there's nothing much to see A swirling mist of images The seas are my friend and the skies my home
height It seemed like it was morning in the middle of the night My eyes were open, though there's nothing much to see A swirling mist of images The
In my room burns a single flame And night has come, so nothing looks the same Shadows on the floor, shadows on the wall So alive, almost hear them call
