focus on You But it always seems something gets in my view (chorus) I'm being torn between two worlds Once that my eyes see And one that my heart feels I'm being torn
: Battered and torn still I can see the light tattered and worn but I must kneel to fight Friend of mine what can't you spare I know some times
both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From
so true, I love you. Sunny, thank you for the truth you let me see. Sunny, thank you for the facts from A to C. My life was torn like a windblown sand
gon ride, 'til the motherfuckin wheels fall off It's that Bone Thug nigga with them still-ass balls We let 'em hang and the sparks fly I'm talkin about
torn and tattered Maybe you're losing pieces of your heart You have a world but it stopped turning You lose the day and gain the dark Love was a fire but it stopped burning Spare
seek; let true love not be torn apart by favours from the sea. My love, she cried as she a spied the figure on the spar, his clean white shirt was drenched and torn
: In 1981, the metal struck like thunder The harmonious noise all linked in one voice A croon across the nation My soul was ripped and torn and I couldn
passed by and weeks turned into years Every drip of hope became a sea of fears Somewhere in the dark, a light or just a spark Brothers in arms fighting
re really just signposts, landmarks, clippings, some repetitive themes, like record players skipping. He has torn off the layers and always found something different inside him, tiny sparks
don't need hope, I don't need recreation! For I opened my heart and to my consternation, it was small empty and dark no light and no spark [Chorus]
you to just listen for a while Put your arguments on hold so you can try to hear me out Coz everytime we try to talk it out, you just deny That the spark
That victory always brought These hours of glory bought By men with mounds of earth Dead ash without a spark Where cities used to be Where guns probe every spark
charity in your heart Could you spare me, I've done my part? Yeah. So don't break my heart I ain't never done Nothing to deserve this I'm torn apart
And 10 is death of the first born If I said it was questionable the religious would make it a point to get at me and battle me Maybe have this verse torn
: [Redman] Yo, bless the steel, step out dressed to kill Spark the L, "Whattup Doc?" What the deal? Clock the squeal, the MC overkill Certified cylinders
