I lose my friends, I hope I'm told, I hope that someone tells me. If I lose my friends, I hope I'm told, I hope that someone tells me. If I lose my friends
Übersetzung: Death From Above 1979. Losing Friends.
you can even weather the storm Unless you lay on the table they operatin to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above They
rise above the trap of the barrel My people spill blood in the streets I'm never running from beast Can I get a response from all the revolutionaries
Or is He a part of you? Is Christ just a name that you read in a book When you were in school? When you think about death Do you lose your breath or
not you can even weather the storm Unless you lay on the table they operating to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above
ever lose a nigga you love? Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs? Or will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged This song is dedicated to my niggas above
I see my best friend's intestines Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood I see
up Mind right, cake up Friends came, friends left Bullshit is endless Been that, Hip Hop Really not impressed Maybe just my love died Sober, still above
or not you can even weather the storm Unless you lay on the table they operatin' to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the Heavens above
not you can even weather the storm Unless you lay on the table they operatin' to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above
, on the wire It's easier to be naive It's harder 'cause I'm losing sleep And ignorance is our best friend Insomnia's the death or dreaming Sorry if
sand at midnight evoking friends not known - to man born-by-none outcast of dirt-and-death leaving you soul-stained-black painting my face a deity grace saltrubbed eyes losing
of you? Is Christ just a namethat you read in a book when you were at school? When you think about death do you lose your breath or do you keep your
need Bleeding innocense lies Searching for serenity Where even death may come to die [ chorus ] Spread your wings and fly away Soaring high above all
've got Freedom from choice it's what you want. Freedom of choice - it's what you've got. Freedom from choice. It's what you want. Freedom from choice
