Übersetzung: Die Antwort. Pride.
you had some pride Don't you cry, don't you cry And I wish that I could bury the pain that's in your eyes Pride, Pride, Pride Pride, Pride, Pride Haven
i've been There's a cry In the distance It's a voice That comes from deep within There's a cry Asking why I pray the answer's up ahead 'Cause
pride in this heartless gallion walking through the dark hears to a new beginning. it's time to bow your heads to a nations swinging axe. while you search for answers
get by without the man on my back A tear in my eye With a heart full of pride I must go out on a high And not to answer to why I want to retire Inform
yeah, the Son is the best That trash: I'll pass on the pump and the vest Got the sword of the Spirit, I run to the text I run to the best answer for every
: Seen her on the streets Selling her body just to make ends meet Everyday is the same sad story She prays but no one answers back Her soul never had
pride For the red white and blue The heroes who died just doing what they do Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer And look at yourself to
-dum dig this Slicker than the grease from a BBQ Briskit Got more chunk than a fresh potato salad You thought you had your answer But your answer was
then Either get rich or die poor Nigga fell short and god damn, but he tried though I'm pretty sure my first words were "survival" Looking for the answers
: The language of the lie Barbed and callous tongues shall lick Behind the thinnest doors A web of falsehood so unfolds Humility (Pride dissected, maliciously
: Underneath the harvest moon Where the ancient shadows will play and hide... With a ghostly tune and the devil's pride... "Stranger" whispered all the
boys in" Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride "Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your nerves is lit Yet you know there is no answer fit
was the creative one. The constant scapegoat, she was easily undone By the jealousy of others around her. For her parasite sister, I had no respect, Bound by her boredom, her pride
the town Is much inclined to play the clown And far from showing too much pride Is frequently undignified He's such an easygoing lout He'll answer any
right here and now that my outlooks gotta change That's why I'm gonna Say goodbye to all the tears I've cried For everytime somebody hurt my pride Feeling
