Can someone save me, from this hell I've made? Can someone save me, before it's too Late nights have driven me insane From you, I feel so far away I
can someone save me from this hell I've made? can someone save me before it's too: late nights have driven me insane. from you, I feel so far away. I'
Translation: Eighteen Visions. A Long Way Home.
can someone save me from this hell I've made? can someone save me before it's too: late nights have driven me insane. from you, I feel so far away. I
Boys bring it on home, bring it on home Bad Boys Heh, I'm 'bout to do Santa Dimengo on a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a
so overwhelmed by its sheer intensity I had to pop myself a beer Yes, on these hallowed grounds, open ten to eight on weekdays In a little shrine under a
They taught me how to smoke herb I followed them when they ran numbers So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a
crossfire for crumbs Know the science be my Goddess The facts tell gats sell like sex and violence And break the project silence, a vision This is way
s Vision slightly off, they keeping one with the froth Learning pussy, john protection, court minister, three six zeros Spillin treble, a bow and arrow in hands of a
I'm just a token of your flirtation Nothing more than a description You're just a guy, just a kid from a place where your philosophy is a catastrophe
. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised figure on a crucifix. As if the stone fool might be
They taught me how to smoke herb, I followed them when they ran numbers So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a
it's a crypt that I'm trying to keep a hold on I just want to be left alone So everybody please just go away Inside of my mind is where she calls home
Way over way a new day, someday Yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow It gets better I know, tell you, I know With my muscle you'll be dazzled but hustlin's a
Tugging a rhythm to the vision that's in my head Tugging a beat to the sight of you lying So delighted with a new understanding Something about a little
so overwhelmed by its sheer imensity, I had to pop myself a beer Yes, on these hallowed grounds, open ten to eight on weekdays, in a little shrine under a
