sometimes my mind fluctuates, from love to hate. cause' i love all ya'll, it's this world i hate. this is my fate. it's something i just can't control
I had a heart But I buried it someplace I had a brain But my body won the race I dream in pictures Pictures of you A figure of eight Just won't do Oh
Hey oh hey hey Oh, if you give up to reason, you follow every whim Loose your mind before it could even begin Missing link it might be what you got so
Deadly hatred deceitful lies This plague is carved in my brain Burn low! Burn alive! Thoughts corroding my bones Nailed on a cross, paralyzed I see my
I'm working from 9 until 5, I'm working just to stay alive I don't know what's wrong with me I have no clue what you are about to do, I have this thing
Sometimes I think I want to run Back to the place that I came from And I am trying to think Why am I the missing link? And I am trying to think. . .
Prima luce del mattino ti ho aspettato cantando a bassa voce e non e' la prima volta ti ho anche seguita con lo sguardo sopra il tavolo e tra i resti
Crushing down the top of a motoring so Watch the road fold Eighteen hell wheeler cryin' out for more Everybody knows Center divide everything to the
Hey, I gotta start it MCs be carted, off ya soft Dinosaur Jr will flood that's gotta warn ya what in blazes hey this, is phat weigh this I'll portray
You think you're really cool Can you come out and play? We know you're beautiful just put us on the airwaves You think it's wrong when you don't know
Written By: Sage Francis Verse One: The weak link is quivering...determining the chain's strength/ Wimpering...VIBRATING...the wave length/ of its
And integral sense Comes with belonging to a scene Supposedly absent of barriers (When sexism is one of many) Earnest words Calling for unity of the
Come you ranks of labor, come you union core And see if you remember the struggles of before When you were standing helpless on the outside of the door
Proven only by a science undecided for us in a world that we all lack Even though there are demons in the shadows I have no intention of turning
[Verse 1] I try to always buy final call from the F.O.I Even though that's not what Islam always signify Y'all gotta love the struggle in 'em They would
Prima luce del mattino ti ho aspettato cantando a bassa voce e non e la prima volta ti ho anche seguita con lo sguardo sopra il tavolo e tra i resti del
A tool to do good has gone bad Electric altar for a new religion A new way to link A new way to think Individual thoughts that have become missing Laugh