all the hell I put you through I always catch the clock its 11:11 now you wanna talk its not hard to dream you'll always be my konstantine my konstantine
put you through I always catch the clock it's 11:11 and now you want to talk It's not hard to dream You'll always be my Konstantine My Konstantine,
'cause we both know what it's like to be alone, oh And I'm dreaming in your living room.. But we don't have much room to live.. And Konstantine is
me home 'Cause we both know what its like to be alone, no And I'm dreaming in your living room But we don't have much room To live Konstantine
you through I always catch the clock it's 11:11 and now you want to talk it's not hard to dream you'll always be my Konstantine my Konstantine they
Translation: Something Corporate. Konstantine 2001 (Welcome To The Family Version).
Translation: Something Corporate. Konstantine.
Translation: Something Corporate. Konstantine (Live Version).
bring me home 'Cause we both know what its like to be alone, no And I'm dreaming in your living room But we don't have much room To live Konstantine
put you through I always catch the clock it's 11:11 and now you want to talk it's not hard to dream you'll always be my Konstantine my Konstantine
Yeah man, niggaz think it's all peaches and cream Shit's hard right now man, it's real shit Me and my road dogs man on this one We stay constantly dirty
Beware, four figures appear through the fog Yeah, Gravediggaz cut like swords Fear makes ya brain go numb You ain't got a clue where the Gods come from
And when I see you Constantly changing Never the same as Never remaining I cannot fix you in a position Where I would lose you out of my vision For you
Chove, chuva Constant is the rain Chove, chuva Endless is the pain Chove, chove, chove, chuva Endless is the pain As I stand here and remember When once
Constantly, constantly, constantly I think about you all the time Constantly you're on my mind At night I try to close my eyes But I, I can't get much
Politely perusing my state of affairs With nothing apparently wrong A silent and quiet restoration occurs Of emotions forgotten and gone Then, slowly
the walking and constantly an endless stream of endless dreams that wheel and roll just past my shoulder the waiting and constantly an endless shift of
