But there is one voice that has never been heard before, The voice of old Mr. World himself, The way he might sound if he could speak to us in our own
Hey, do you remember me I finally found the strength to face The pain you made me feel I always held my tongue And all the things you've done to me Are
Time is a wicked master Put your life into its hand Close your eyes and it will crush you Fate only spins you faster It's a curse born unto man Turns
I'm lost in your eyes Reaching out to cross the great divide You are drifting away Mind and soul and body day by day Nothing's stopping you and I It'
Welcome to humanity This is hour 1 So here we are, it's hour 1 And it's a nightmare There's nothing left And yet it's good to be alive There's no use
The time has come For me to talk to you And I don't mean To hurt your pride But everybody needs a friend sometimes To make you see the light In the game
When I look at you I can see the sadness in your eyes In these desperate times We get pushed and shoved from every side I can't love you if you won't
I am a man, and trying to understand The reason I'm lost in this world tonight I was blind, I just couldn't see the signs I'm caught in your web of lies
Holding on to you like broken glass Every touch cuts deeper than the last I know I should leave But it feels so good to bleed Poison kisses lock us in
Hello again You've been alone awhile And I can use a friend Your shades are down And I've been waiting here For you to come around And it's not about
Here I am, writing my last song for you Hear the words carefully And you'll see it's you I'm leaving Don't want to be the one to tell you That I can't
It's your move, I'm in pain I'm a pawn in your game It's your life, I just happen To be in it for a while Oh, you're lovin' me to death You're killin
I search the world to find the girl I need, I need I know she's also searching out For me, for me I keep on going way past the 11th hour I keep on going
They're justified and they're ancient And they like to roam the land They're justified and they're ancient I hope you understand They don't want to upset
You took their lives And you took their souls To be the king of their land You brought them misery Anger and pain To keep the crown in your hands But
There are twenty-three hours that I can get by But the twenty-fourth hour is the one when I cry I pray that it won't come, but it comes anyhow And the
Close your eyes, beddy bye tin soldier Mommy says that it's time for sleep If my folks were wiser and older They'd know kids and toys don't need sleep
Chillin' at the studio Chillin' at the studio, 85 bucks an hour So hurry up and loop a beat Mike, come on I'm Violent J, but my homies call me shithead
