So It?s been three years, since I?ve opened up my ears just taking me in everything I see. And in around three weeks I?ll be packing all I need, just
(all my friends, all my friends ) Are doing drugs And I?m just sitting in the back of the room, with my head pointing to my shoes, and I?m feeling fine
I must be too late, I loosen up and look at the doors in front of my face It must be today Read the clock with the sticky notes you made. I?m unattended
i'm standing up real tall, and i'm trying not to trip and fall. cause i'm holding your heart in my hands i'm holding your heart in my hands. and your
So maybe I should leave, Maybe I should stay, Maybe we're better off that way. Maybe I should leave, Maybe I should stay, Maybe we're better off that
when the world was all material i stood amongst a mess observing those lines in imaginary lines in books and nameless pages the sky is falling we fell
she closes her eyes she put her kids to bed, and told em not to cry she closes the doors to the medicine cabinets she wakes up on the floor she's standing
got an old guitar, some songs, and singing bars, but I'd rather have your attention. and as for me,i can't be seeing what your seein me,i must be blind
Welcome to my head where, your face has been poured in. And I keep drinking coffee cause my thoughts stay clear when things start to spin. And every
i took one hundred steps to your front door. the rain poured down and i've got all the time you need. but you don't got a minute for me. and i wrote
When birth leads to death, we'll poor out in the atlantic to be released from this mess to be released from the panic and we'll float like the seagulls
Bring me in, Wrap your arms around my body closer, Keep me up, through the night, As it grows colder, And sing this song, of our love, heating up the
She closes her eyes, She put her kids to bed and told them not to cry and She closes the doors to the medicine cabinet she wakes up on the floor, yeah
I grew up in New York City Since I was born on Broadway, baby Moved downtown when I was just nineteen To start a new life on the New York scene There
They call me white Devil, black Jesus Heaven closes, Hell freezes Ego's trippin', scripts keep flippin' Bloods keep bloodin', Crips keep crippin' Time
I climb the mountain top, I saw the bottom drop. I cling to drift wood, I swim in the deep world. Words unspoken, seem so foreign. Have you heard this
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow, black and yellow Black and yellow, black and yellow Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Black and yellow
(Angie Martinez): It's funny 'cause, you know, we've been asking people what they wanted to know. I mean, clearly, you've been having this thing with