much worse. I was caving in. Then my words dropped out of the sky, out of the odd summer night. I am the song. Now my darkest days are half a world
promises from both coasts. What would it take to get out now?Is this what they call the end? Are we sleeping on a dark star? Is this some saint we all
fracture in this dark sky Everything that I believe is slowly overtaking me I'm just trying to find my way back home Endless days are haunting me Open eyes and I can't sleep
cause the Lord can't see us in the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine No sunny days and we only play sometimes When everybody's sleepin
Intro 2:] The fuck son? I'm tellin' you man! You gotta watch these niggaz, man! {DAMN! } [Chorus:] I'm PARANOID! - Bitch I can't sleep! Niggaz tryna
: We stood in the dark With our hands over each other's heart we didn't waste a word Grace is love undeserved I've give up I've give in I've give out
come In the dark I hear the night birds call I can feel a lover's breath I sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the hall Sleep is like a temporary death
: [DJ U-Neek] Welcome to the dark side...... [playing in reverse throughout Bizzy's intro] It's the Thuggish Ruggish Bone.. [Bizzy Bone] Gotta give
sweet memories...(hum) My world is like a river, as dark as it is deep Night after night, the past slips in and gathers all my sleep My days are just
: I listen to a lecture of nonsense till dawn. By a plagiary poet with dark glasses on. He said "how did you ever dream up that song? The one where the
choose the chance you take You ride to where the highway ends and the desert breaks Out on to an open road you ride until the day You learn to sleep at
out of the dark High speed, like I'm racing It's like lighting, sky is blazing But you've lost your way, You've been lead astray Are there better days
: Sharp and open Leave me alone And sleeping less every night As the days become heavier and weighted Waiting In the cold light A noise A scream tears
out Well it's not safe to go walk about A slaughterhouse from Bagdad to Waterhouse She start to arouse sometime she want a spouse She start go out, start beat a darker
without it's wings I feel releaved when sorrow flows... My days so few have passed away Dark tree, still sad... Grasped in the holy land So beautyful shy-dark
I beg Ere that sun doth wake Drown my sins'black memory What freezings have I felt what dark days seen in sleep a kind Mounted on the wind your bareness
sorrows flows My days though few have passed below Dark tree, still sad when other's grief is fled Grasped in the holy hands of mystery So beautyful shine, dark
an inner-sanctum stealing sleep In the dimness surrounding the towers of the castle Where the ravens spread their wings out wide Dwell in depths of the darker