Übersetzung: Rachepläne. Sie gehen für den Hals.
Übersetzung: Rachepläne. Lost In Your Own Words.
I hope there's room in your stomach for the words I'll be shoving with my fist right down your coughing throat and I hope you choke because sometimes
if there's anything that I could wish for is another arm to wrap around you so that the next time I am close I could have one more arm that wouldn't
fulfilled in my head your reactions/distractions/reactions the flesh just melts away and it still burns exposing organs that burn inside of me reactions and my heart for
I fell away with a torch and match and a knife in the wake of your words so loud in the light cover your mouth... cover your eyes hold your breath and
you must think I'm crazy... these past few days and your alibi if you'd listen to me one more time I'm sure you'd like all you'd hear and if you'd seen
It was such a great disguise Imagine this... Io place to hide, your arms are hanging at your sides There's nothing left to say, and you'll pay for your
I light the match I watch the fire burn I fight the pain, till it subsides I bite my tongue. I'm bleeding out the lies I never thought I'd? Lead another
we are lost in our own words can we try to take it back... can we keep the distance all our views had gone away... our views have gone unlisted following
s to the sky of moon and stars you loved so much in the winter if I could only take them down and put them in your hands for you to see take this message
to your "rat cage" and stay put... don't make a sound I'm writing this last page and I'll see you in hell self-inflicted tears with eyes for you: you
is this what it's like to be abandoned I'm flattered by your persistence and I'm not scared to face it all alone to face this all alone my eyes are red
I wanna be the reason you smile After you wipe away your tears and dry your eyes [Verse One: Lloyd Banks] I'm gettin the feelin you wanna take revenge
a dead soldier Come play the ballad of a dead soldier.. [2Pac] The plan, to take command of the whole family Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned
t no goin' back Hear ya got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names Sunken cheeks and his blood is mixed He looked straight into the sun and said revenge
comes for you (When judgment comes for you) Now tell me what'cha gonna do (Now tell me what...) When there ain't no where to hide When judgment comes for
behind this truck so that I won't forget you Keep dragging me just like you are You know I won't forget you face I'm holding on for my revenge Cause
