I really wouldn't mind a fight sometimes but I care to much no one else cares enough so I will be careful for all of us you think this time that I'd
i really wouldn't mind a fight sometimes but i care to much no one else cares enough so i will be careful for all of us you think this time that i'd
die Revolution sind. Immer mehr Kombinationen in verschiedenen Versionen beweisen was unsere Mentale Rebellion bringt. Weltweite Einheiten die gemeinsam gegen den wahren Feind fighten
far; we can?t turn back, Have our good days, have our bad, When I?m feeling blue, And you say that I?m hurting you, We?ve tried so hard not to fight
me, given a little away too late, I don?t think I ask too much, but still you hesitate, I want back the old days: times we didn?t fight, We?ll iron
run away To a far away place Just me and you together It's like me and you and I forever I can buy you things Take you where you wanna go, 80 days around
your kiss I just cant go on like this Im trying to fight my tears Im holding back after all these years I'll lose myself if you walk away from me again
want? Do you really want me? Do you really want me dead or alive to live a lie? Running away from the night, Running away from the light, Running away
up" you can play You've go the best of me, I can't fight it There's nothing left that I can say This run around you're giving me It makes me long for better days
in a summer haze, Bound by the surprise of our glory days, I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited, But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight
: Give and you give and you give till it's gone then the people you fight hardest for say you're wrong before me flash all of my memories and days so
with a roar you can't ignore.... Ya run, run, away! but there's no place to hide, mate! When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight
Forever to be found Rain. Rain. Rain Take this hand of sorrow Take away my darkest days Rain. Rain. Rain. Take away my darkest days Return me for i
Creeping it's way into my gut [Chorus:] Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind Bring me my boots and shoes You can hang back or fight your best on the
Flow just borin', the spit just corny. What happened to old bitin' 'self? Writin' battles done face to face. I miss those days. These days, ghost writers
man And dog if you with it then pump ya fist in tha air And pray for the politicians freely; get a amen? The last days of the last days [Bizzy] Thats
, amamzed that it ain't the same. Their faith has swayed! Everything done got a little bit stranger Major complications plague the days. Everybody caught
