译文: 受伤. 儿童.
think the heart remains a child. The mind may grow wise, but the heart just sulks and it whines and remains a child. I think the heart remains a child
As I see you here a sleep, Arms wide open your eyes a little weird. And a shivering on the rhythm, Of the deeds of a very old man. I want to heal this
: As I see you here a sleep, Arms wide open your eyes a little weird. And a shivering on the rhythm, Of the deeds of a very old man. I want to heal this
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, burn the world Reflecting eyes, sickle swings, wave of blood Suicidal mind from the start Endless pain, open wounds, slit the throat Radiation child
again I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted child The hunted child I'm the hunted child I'm the hunted child
I promise you gonna love it Yeah, well lights coming through the drapes and we both yawning I roll over and ask if.. [Chorus - Drake] [J. Cole] Hey, hey, God Bless the child
came rushing in With him knowing her roses were doomed All she could see was some thorns buried deep And tears that he cried as she tended his wounds
a child, a sister or a brother with a carefully folded teardrop in their eyes. It's one that's red as the bloodshed, blue as the wounded, white as the
Like centuries shield the lake from my wonder And I'm as helpless as a child hiding from life And the face from my mind is fading I count the wounds
grace Brazen image, the thief of sleep The ambassador of dreams, Prince of peace I am the sword, the wound, the stain Scorned, transfigured child of
hide in the light, so you can't see their fears Forgive and forget, all the while Love and pain become one and the same In the eyes of a wounded child
light, so you can't see their fears Forgive and forget, all the while Love and pain become one and the same In the eyes of a wounded child Because Hell
. Why would someone stay around, after all the things you've done? Remember I'm the king of the broken hearted, I've always been a friend to the wounded
done been through every hood, dead niggas gone rap In the heart of a victim murda is monumental I don't complicate shit, yeah I keep it simple My bullet wounds
want y'all to play that thang Just like this here, ya heard me, come on Since the tender age, I been running wild I seen all those things, you don't show to a child
