: My girl, my girl, tell me why you look so sad... Has the sun finally set on us? Have you come to long for another's hand? There's a feeling inside
My girl, my girl, tell me why you look so sad... Has the sun finally set on us? Have you come to long for another's hand? There's a feeling inside me
Übersetzung: Have Heart. On The Bird In The Cage.
t give a fuck I hope you got your vest on If you don't when the K blast you won't have your chest on Nigga now you get your rest on Brains blown gettin
how bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs I hear
it near to their swelling breasts, and watch as it seeps to their hearts, and beats within their virgin chests. And here I know seduction breeds from wanton hearts
stage baby princess passed away And you can cage the songbird But you can't make her sing And you can trap the free bird But you'll have to clip her
no haven in this world for tender age My heart beat like the wings of wild birds in a cage My greatest hope my greatest cause to grieve And my heart flew from it's cage
that has to be believed To be seen You could have flown away A singing bird In an open cage Who will only fly Only fly for freedom Walk on Walk on
has to be believed to be seen You could have flown away a singing bird in an open cage Who will only fly, only fly, for freedom Oh Oh Walk on Walk on
: [Cage] I got a monkey on my back with two gats Bipolar and a headless angel laying dead on my shoulder The hairs in my lungs are my dying kids That
the classroom cage he can take the teacher's voice turn it into music from another place all the other kids don't have that choice hanging on to every
No, I have no desire To live my life in the shade You strut like a lion But you're a bird in a cage You set the rivers on fire But you got burned
rib cage out your back, don't call the Warcloud Red, white and blue werewolf, wit sleep technique Bop you on your head hard, wit the last baseball Autographed
the tree When she gets that call Hope?s too far gone Her baby?s on the way, nothing left inside Together we cry What about the junk head? Could have
me tonight. You're gonna have your day in the sun; You know God loves the sensitive ones. Oh! My little bird in a cage! Oh! My little bird in a cage
