you through your whole life you've been here for mine Sometimes broken Two by Fours, and Heaps of shingles bring you more Than everything you were wishing for, before you
m sick Si you don't grab me I'll die, what a shame! I'll make myself small, tender and obedient, I promise you Sir, I'm begging you, free me of my
sick Si you don't grab me I'll die, what a shame! I'll make myself small, tender and obedient, I promise you Sir, I'm begging you, free me of my torture
Self Taught, it's as real as you make it Anyway you look at it this shit is amazing' If you find some error in Self Taught Lyrics, would you please
than Braggadocios If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too If you wanna pop a slug, gimme a clue If you wanna shock the sights and you're outta sight Well, you
it's always necessary to avoid the commissary, I'mma live for you five, so I stopped getting high, If you know, then you recognize, it's that Black and
passed the mere dragon bandwagon passages I'm sorry, we've never met, my name is driftwood Thanks friend, good looking, I'll never see you again Feeding
colourful mountains Where you sense the odour of the sky Where you touch it with your fingers Breathe in the air that the sky gives to you Sense
for protection deserve neither. Fuck a name, fuck tradition, religion, you learn Jesus. Turn the other cheek, Inherit the earth, just stay meek. Fuck the way you speak, you
a job from me you won't rob 'Cause I'll smack you with a hose filled with sand Now give that to the crack man You was fly once now you're losing all your
God that you ever have kid I'm askin', what would you do at your own mom's funeral? Wanna pick her up out of it, this can't be real Tellin' my daughter
m sick Si you don't grab me I'll die, what a shame! I'll make myself small, tender and obedient, I promise you Sir, I'm begging you, free me of my torture
And if the sound of this it frightens you We could play it real cool and act somewhat indifferent And hey June why'd you have to come Why'd you have
too hard It's just a lovely ride Now the thing about time is that time Isn't really real It's just your point of view How does it feel for you Einstein
act of sanity Will raise you far above humanity Oh willing host who doth not know The full desire of this prisoner You walk where angels fear to go Thou
stone falls from your hand you rise above the sand try to understand we define the plan question the ideal thought will make it real reaction you can
, coming apart Lost in diversions, dancing stars Caught in the quiet, off on our own Coming together, standing alone Are you afraid? I'm not afraid What about you
I sense the darkness To me it's real And so the purity of sadness For me a better deal When you think of the devil You better think of me Your own best