losing you I'm willing to put my pride aside to show you the heart behind my eyes No, the heart behind my eyes Just let me show you the heart behind my eyes
my pride in side (put in side) Show you the heart beat on my eye (behind my eyes) Noohoeeehoeeee! The heart will beat on my eyes Just let me show you The heart behind my
Übersetzung: Joe. Heart Behind My Eyes.
my pride in side (put in side) Show you the heart beat on my eye (behind my eyes) Noohoeeehoeeee! The heart will beat on my eyes Just let me show you The heart behind my eyes
is clear Reality is kicking in and so is my beer I don't make excuses when it's all my fault If a heart is made of money he's cleaned out my vault I
no nigga, that nigga don't give a fuck about me Any chance he get he gon' take it, try to sweep me off my feet That's why I keep my eyes wide, nigga cross
lights a-blazing in their lonely town? I love the little cars at dawn But I and my heathen heart Will be lain upon some foreign shore Here's the saddest Joe
Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed
And threw the deadly hoof While the wolf was asleep I keep my mind a ghost Follow my heart the most Don't play fools too close Sleep with my eyes
up with the death I was sellin' and for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin' but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense
I was sellin' and for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin' but I can't listen to my conscience it's nonsense if I didn't shoot
who the fuck I am Yet bitches like you's his friend goddamn My lips is crusty My feets is musty Lift up my nuts and my itch is dusty I ain't had pussy
know who the fuck I am Yet bitches like you's his friend Goddamn My lips is crusty My feets is musty Lift up my nuts and my itch is dusty I ain't had
my heart beat stopped She was the world and I was on top Time went by, she filled my universe We made love, she said, "I was the first" My boy kept
felons caught up with the death I was sellin' And for the past three months yo I can still hear my victims yellin' But I can't listen to my conscience
