can't feel Your heartbeat when You're in my head When You're in my head, when You're in my head When You're in my head
Übersetzung: Sieben Plätze. All In My Head.
inside Oh Lord I thought I knew it all My heart was not informed I know nothing at all [Chorus:] I fall apart, when it's all in my head Thought knowledge
it Cashmoney boy paper chaser Evil look in my eyes Close shirts you die Camofauge dark sky bi-bi-bye-bye you die I make all rules in the game I break all
] I live all over my roomie's a bum Fuck a bitch never sober virgin bitch nun Sound like she dying when that virgin bitch cum My used penis beats on this
: I stood out here once before With my head held in my hands For all that I had known of this place I could never understand? On the hills the fires
in the casket dead Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my head Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up "That dick is kinda small, my
from the burning flames of hell A place where all assassins dwell Pur back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace Body bags and caskets may all
Tin pan alley fat head larry don't know shit I'm better off sticking to my guns Any fule kno that Won't it be nice When everything falls into place
: Twelve PM outside it's all closed Even all the freaks are locked up at the home The bulbs just blown above my head I'm flicking through the book
ten floors .. *AHHHHHHH* Pull a fuckin headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this) I'm indoors, waitin for this acid to seep in my skin pores
* Pull a fuckin headache outta my head, and put it in yours (take this) I'm indoors, waitin for this acid to seep in my skin pores To go outdoors and
I! See honey.. there's a place called heaven and a place called hell A place called prison and a place called jail And da-da's probably on his way to all
goes out to all the families that went through the struggle Yeah, from the heart It was from the heart, everything was real [Mary J.] All that I got
goes out to all the families that went through the struggle Yeah, from the heart It was from the heart, everything was real [Mary J.] All that
em get they feast on Royal blue lies inside the eyes of heaven Curse the head, who speak foul and jinx number seven (seven) Clear my head and stay sober
at nine" he said, after I asked him [Chorus] Wind blowing through, ghost in my head This lonely road, has been left for dead Wind blowing through, ghost in my head
