Stop, drifting fool The truth I must bestow in you Many times I've seen Men as you, then I smashed their dreams Reasons of no cause Besides, I myself
[Words: Osegueda & Cavestany] [Music: Cavestany] Stop! drifting fool The truth I must bestow in you Many times I've seen Men as you then I smashed their
Übersetzung: Death Angel. Stop.
just the body that's formed He's the full essence of God, man, in bodily form I want you to see that Christ even rules in His seniority Angels give Him
1] They got a nigga, shedding tears Reminiscing on my past fears Cause shit was hectic for me last year It appears that I've been marked for death
man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel Lookin for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin again These industry
to me, "a love like this can never truly die." So now the show's over and I've got to disguise the thing I've become. I only wish I could stop laughing
So there y'all have it Words from a wise, great King We love it when you speak the truth daddy Don't ever stop, please Don't ever stop
Tore it up again I couldn't stop again Let it go till there was nothing in the way Fought the feeling then I gave in again Sweet surrender to an angel
hard facts, hot jacks My mother raised a soldier and my father was there And if it's fair Then I shouldn't have bring them things Blow off your angels
old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over And it don't stop (oh) And it don't quit (oh) And it don't stop (oh) And it don't quit
your name don't close your eyes God knows what lies behind them don't turn out the light never sleep never die fallen angels at my feet whispered voices at my ear death
: Light up the candles and open the gate The bell is ringing for the souls with no fate Our little angels, all lost in this world Death is transcending
waves are perfect and the sun will always shine But there's got to be more to death than surfing all the time I know the signs of self-destruction so I try to stop
stop I put to test Strength, pain, loneliness now. From tonight I'll never try clipping an angel's wings Left alone lets the angels sing Burning high
to his death And he feels the piston scraping Steam breaking on his brow Old Charlie stole the handle And the train, it won't stop going No way to slow
the brilliance of a plan is in giving up There's nothing inspirational like watching angels drop The hardest part of playfighting is knowing when to stop But don't stop
never stop the way broken hearts and stainless blades throw it all into an early grave forgive. forget. regret all the ways we beat ourselves to death
