But they never make a sound I'm alive But I'm barely breathing now So place my heart under the ground Lay me down I'm alive But I'm barely breathing
Übersetzung: Story Of The Year. Ich bin Alive.
loud But they never make a sound I'm alive But I'm barely breathing now So place my heart under the ground Lay me down I'm alive But I'm barely breathing
right I- I don't wanna die Suddenly I'm frightened for my life I- Want to say goodbye This could be the last time you see me alive I- I may not survive
I enlisted in the military needing funds for college I'm twenty-three years old and if I do get home alive I imagine I may think again..." "I'm sleeping
The grave is open, the digger smiles He takes me under, the deadly skies The grave digger. I'm shouting, crying, I feel the pain I'm shouting, dying, I'm
But since we were last parted I'm right back where I started Except that our castle is thrashed! Back in crack I am still alive I smell the stentch
the age of seventy-five And I will be clad in Burberry, I don't care if I'm dead or alive, I don't care if I'm dead or alive." All the fucked up fuck
forgotten My soul's rotten, still the blood's spilled I feel Chills, I'm still plottin, I'm ill-norm Take life forms like light storms I laugh at the
blowers, nobody knows what for sure Bloody nose when I walk in the vicinity But I can read em, and I believe that I need em I'm runnin through a wheat
solid thing in this room A room full of dressers, professors, lookers, hookers If I don't get out I'll do something I don't wanna do. And I wanna lay
patiently praying, for this moment all my life And I never, thought I'd ever, feel so glad to be alive... I've spent so many years dreaming of this, I'm
not living up tight, See ya somewhere up in the sky, Fear not die, I'll be alive for a million years, bye bye, So not for legends, I'm forever young My
I think? (I think they've lost their minds) They say success breeds envy I guess it's just the penalty of leadership I guess I'm what niggaz wanna be
I get word to the street like Bell Atlantic express I feel the vibes and I hear the rumors But fuck it, I'm still alive and I'm still in Ju'maa I know
husband?' I don't like the signs that the signmakers made So I'm going to steal out with my paint and brushes I'll change the directions, I'll hit every
