So long every man, the light burns the world again All is lost in space, no one has a place If you knew that it would end If they knew that it would
Just one lie They get up and multiply There's freedom in her eyes The kinda that makes you hide inside your closet Whats inside I'm afraid to drink
They left him there alone To play all by himself He found some guns and cigarettes They kept up the on the shelf The gun is for the flame The smoke
A quiet force of nature or just something in your mind the name of God upon your lips with a knife inside my spine I don't need your concern for me,
I just lit a match and I held it up to a candle, I just lit a match and I burned myself out. What's in her name, tell me what does her name mean.
Sometimes I want to know Where did the innocence go Everyone is depressed and The whole damn world is a mess We're only happy when we're sad Ugly is
Sweet dream are always made of this They're wrapped up in a youthful wish From the man who sings anthem to the sky Theres a tower somewhere on the moon
You don't have to be ashamed anymore your face is saved. You don't have to tell a lie about who you are it's quite alright Your binds are broke your
These are the weak These are the strong Some need some help to get along These are the ones that run and hide These are the ones that get denied Alright
One match, one Flame One can of gasoline Well, One man, one though No hope, I'm gonna kill ya This skull, this fist this bone I hit you with A rage thats
American economy kind of like American dreams We see with American eyes, we hear American lies For all the stars and stripes,for all the patriot lies
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man who loves her to my death as well. I'll run until my legs give way, Yeah. I will follow her until my
Rip me down and take the sweat from my back Listen to me The candy train is leaving town The wax museum is melting down I don't care what you've been
This time I will not be forgotten You're the one thats left here so rotten This time I am making my way back home Step up now, don't look back Walk
fifty for fucking with Latch in Killer Queens Moves for paper, moves no chaser Bullets out the blazer four-fifths with the laser Come and get your shit splitted
what not I'm from the school of the hard knocks, we must not Let outsiders violate our blocks, and my plot Let's stick up the world and split it fifty-fifty
been through I can only speak for the things that I've been through Now I'm on Ruff Ryder, Interscope Same shit partnership, joint venture fifty, fifty, same split
stick at a pitbull you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss me cause they just bounce off me like bullets do fifty! I'm the
