not there 'cause you always seem to bring me down This is the end I'm going away I don't know if I'll be back again This is the end I'm going away I
Übersetzung: Not By Choice. Das ist das Ende.
you want you always get you know I could never tell you This is the end I'm going away I don't know if I'll be back again This is the end I'm going away
style is fat, so I swung it, blunted" [2 x2 + 1 x1] [2 x2 + 1 x1] [Daddy-O] Ride along with the wave cause my tides never end Dippin through curves
white collar crimes? in the end, who sees you at this hour zero, as a man not part of their plan? there is no... tie left to bind you. there is no...
on pretending day by day That someone, somehow will soon make a change We are all a part of God's great big family And the truth, you know, Love is
that long? you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong a convo is only three words, "yo whattup" you ain't gotta work out to leave this
the story is this if you ain't tryin to help stop our troubles then don't knock our hustle cause really at the end of the day its not ya'll struggle but
nightmares lay with you...revenge is mine! There must be something everyone has missed The end is drawing near, its everything I feared I'm starting to wonder will this
needed you tonight i am not your tool or your born again fool i'm not in the mood to serenade sorrow there was a time that i could get by but this
worth this And then it got me thinkin' cause I love this Stay down and it'll work ya self at time don't be a slave by these choices in life Everybody
alone Always coming to an end before we can start Sometimes you feel that you have no control We'll run for cover, under this roof we will be warm Right by
me I thought this would be easier I'd do my thing and this would work But now I'm here trying to find a song To make this emptiness disappear When all it is, is
ever want out I won't stand in your way That's not what I'm about 'Cause I need you I'll be there when you need me around The choice is yours of
No police marksman Maintaining radio silence from now on Mystery voices Drowned out by too much choice That's not to mention The sad waste of this wonderful
write the solution of biophysics On the side of a cliff and some hieroglyphics This my admission to having violence psychotic With the vile polish politics by
baby, how will I know? Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me? But why should I worry and why do I care When this road that I walk on is going
it fill my head with dreams And I had to have them all But oh the taste is never so sweet As what you'd believe it is Well I guess it never is It
