: You take my breathe away... but I'll never taste your lips as fate keeps me locked away I must close my eyes to see your face emptiness has darkened
looking back just like a ghost How did you slip away so far, so fast Can I break this hourglass? Can I break this? Please help me, me empty the hourglass
: [ P. Laroche, Y. Daunais, C. Bertrand ] [ INSTRUMENTAL ]
broke Sellin' bitches everything even low key dope [Goldie Loc] Don't you wanna get nasty I like it when you freak that ass 36-24-36 shaped like an hourglass
from all the evil that we do Tonight we're ghosts I've fallen down but never give up Create what was left behind, it was you Beyond the hourglass, and
feel like I'm pounding on a big door No one can hear me knocking I feel like I'm falling flat to the floor No one can catch me from falling The hourglass
So are the days of out lives" It seems like every time I get something going It falls apart right in my hands It seems like every time I get it figured
late The glassy eye of measured time A witness to our mortal lies On we stride our love behind Too blind to see the other side Chorus: Destroy The hourglass
light is flicking and hell is kicking A believer before it's dead And I'm looking to the hourglass That's running out of sand I'm looking through the hourglass
goin' for broke Sellin' bitches everything even low key dope Don't you wanna get nasty, I like it when you freak that ass 36-24-36 shaped like an hourglass
You take my breathe away But I'll never taste your lips As fate keeps me locked away I must close my eyes to see your face Emptiness has darkened my
to bring us back together But in this time and place we are here forever You know you don't always get what you want Cause summer's passing The hourglass
Sucks me in, taking a ride And I'm wishing for the satellite Grabbing vein pulling down on the radio Laughing at the face that's bending down I'm all
still need you, dear. Let me whisper in your ear Let me love you now before we disappear. And if these things pass I would break the hourglass Just to
s secret place you'll detect your other self always silent still yourself The grains of sand are pouring down what was then will not be now you're staring at your hourglass
(Instrumental)
she can count upon Take orders, but always the spirit holds Scenes of the never-ending trend She waits for the hours and hours to pass She looks to the hourglass
