Soliloquy by Raymond, Music by Theatre of Tragedy Whether the throned Monarch weareth the crown, Which I know not whether to his belongeth; Doth he hence
I don't care what you think is wrong Yesterday is as dead as them Right now should be my problem We still have convictions We will stand by out words
No words, no words can explain the anger from years and years of being beaten down No words,no words can relay.. no words,no words can erase Brainwashed
sullied hound? - Is the gentle rain a quality of his? - I bethink this fro my thoughts; hitherto, about this, I beheld to these words no tongue; are
Translation: Tragedy. No Words.
a sullied hound? - Is the gentle rain a quality of his? - I bethink this fro my thoughts; hitherto, about this, I beheld to these words no tongue; are
All my words been proven lies Been proven lies If I could I would Fly roll thunder All for just another chance to speak with you Show you But my words... But my words
taken it all from you, such simple words Well we will never fall, we'll never fall again You think you're something special, well you can be replaced All these words
's when she see the other girl wrapped up in the cheat sheets. Oh, Oh, Yeah, Yeah Tears in her eyes Want to go bye 'How can you take his word?' I reply
yeah What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around? But he wasn't talking 'bout Coke and birds It was more like spoken word
we can sit and pass the time No fighting wars, no ringing chimes We're just feeling fine This is where we're supposed to be Sitting by a broken tree No tragedy
survive my heart keeps marching on after all the smoke lifts we gonna still be standing all the blood, sweat, and tears love will be demanding there will be some tragedies
Oh, well imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor, and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words: "What
tragedy, tragedy She doesn't mean it, say that she don't This doesn't have to be a tragedy, tragedy Oh, no this doesn't have to be a tragedy, tragedy
had war Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe Now she's mad at me, 'cause Your Majesty Just happened to be a pimp with a tragedy She
and we couldn't look away. We all know what we look like, you know what I mean? We wouldn't have had it any other way. We got comedy, tragedy. Ev'rything
