you hear me say that i cant make it alone you just cant change it now not before we see that it has gone through the window out its side never again to see lost
When did this all start anyway? We have all the time in the world to kill So let?s converse over my imperfections You did it all the time even when I
Du gingst von mir in einer Stunde Es war die Stunde NullIch hatte meinen TiefpunktDu nahmst mir vieles krummAuf einmal da war keiner mehr daUnd half mir
Dedicated to the dark "Goddess" Athor. Oh my lovely sharping night Stay with me forever The eyes of my soul, blindness Dark Goddess make me yours I'm
, I am the maniac, I am the ghoul I'm in the shadows in the corners of my room This my new hideaway, this is my tomb This is my coffin, this is my place
His last breath, He hung His head and He died They took my Savior down from off that rugged cross They laid Him in a tomb it seemed all hope was truly lost
, but you gon' drop, drop I'm a bomb, ready for war, will I p-pop, pop Better look out for miles, been doomed since I womb Will he put me in my tomb?
accompany the spirit As the yells of the souls lost with hopes that god hears it The resurrections of empty hearts crowd in the room Muffled sounds of the outside echo the tomb
I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride Sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed his
the enemy without sight They in the dark swingin' right to left Clingin' to the little bit of light that's left And can't escape the room, you can't escape the tomb
swore of war, speak and slash son of a gun When the rumors started I departed, I don't know Some old shit about me being placed in a tomb in the garden Listen here, you lost
the gem A war cry was the breath I was holding in A poor scribe dopest as the golden pen Called wise, blessed among the chosen men The lost tribe, my
and tap water Consumin yo body Illuminati in the tomb Poisonin the womb Cant be a guinea pig With the glock to the wig 10 years since we lost pac and
I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride With sword and pistol by my side Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade Many a soldier shed
back into gloom I'm just askin for doom Man I'm just rappin to whom to keep attacking my tombs I dont wana be melacholy til I put my ass in a tomb [Krizz
saw his blood spilling Poppin' lip and taking over his tip is why he had to kill him Now his bodies in chalk and no longer can talk So then a life is lost
is unrequited All my love is unrequited That must mean I'll live again And get back what I gave my men Get back what I lost to them All the shame,
