carry it on, let you forget I?ll remember the years when your mind was still clear And the flickering lights that filled up this silent house Silent house
I will carry it on And let you forget I?ll remember the years When your mind was still clear All the flickering lights That filled up this silent house
Translation: Crowded House. Silent House.
will carry it on And let you forget I?ll remember the years When your mind was still clear All the flickering lights That filled up this silent house
shake it like a bobblehead shake it shake it shake it like a bobblehead [verse 1 - lil Romeo] Romes in the house and the partys pumpin. im in the buildin and now the crowd
bout your work Floss the jewels, push the six, sip the cris, but buy the house first Whatchanogood Floss the jewels, push the six, sip the cris, but buy the house
're living in a house of mirrors reflecting all of my failure I will concede to my replacement congratulations it's over and over again x 2 always the silent
A silent house, moonlit walls Shadows move like ghosts down empty halls The daily news lies on the floor A crazy world waits outside my door As life goes
be in one of my music videos?" And uh, the crowd, he was kinda silent but the crowd was like "Yeah! Oh my God!" You guys know how to do that? Crowd:
the crazy criminals on the Pristal Projects Beat them down who ever weeze respect The fake moves, fake plays the bichas Ya joints, is that a death you choose Nigga bitch nigga, silent
dead it's done Hand on my gun cause I don't give a muthafuck I'm a head buh-uh-busta, I never truh-uh-trust a bitch Make sure I gotta silent 4-5, if this
up in your house, steal your jewels and couch Been on the run for so long but they caught me now They hung me on this cross so long and I see the crowd
out loud I knew I wanted out of the new in crowd now the tree house they wanna burn it down it was our house on sacred ground never be silent again tell
From the beat of the silent thinker To the feet of the stompin' crowd Just another early drinker Who knows that thinkin' makes the world go round From
safe to take the stage, these graves will stretch like landing on strips - hospitals: all the dead museums, we won't have to be afraid anymore. The crowd is growing silent
's safe, to take the stage These graves will stretch like landing strips Hospitals, all the dead museums We won't have to be afraid anymore The crowd is growing silent
down My ghost town completely Cause I know there?s a place for us I made it, I made it I am through with sharing all my love I have outgrown crowding up my house
