sinking down She got me down on the floor Can't touch both walls The further down I go Pulls the strings on my violin bow Makes me sing when she fire
to lose I'm gonna bend you like a G-string Conduct you like a choir So get your body in the right place We'll set the world on fire Get it hot, get it
are only That which you see Black is the fire of what's left of your soul Inside are you slave Or are you king? All is calm Tied up with string There
fire from the flame You put out our wicked games All we wanted Was to be close to you But you're always in control Pulling strings over our souls Though
ain't anybody ever gonna take the place of you. God knows it's a struggle God knows it's a crime God knows there gonna be no more water but fire next
: I sang the song slowly As she stood in the shadows She stepped to the light As my silver strings spun She called with her eyes To the tune I's a-playin
everything, diamond ring Red, red rose brought it home to you Blood red rose, tells me that you're true Red, red rose, blood-red rose Like a fire
Eleven store Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch And he rides with me from town to town We only run for the money got no strings
You are bewitched... [x2] I am the master of the enchanted tune I'll play for your joy, for your soul, for you doom My fingers they dance upon the strings like fire
me your Christmas bells Christmas strings, Christmas strings Playing the peace that Christmas brings Fiddle and bow, gentle and low Oh play me your Christmas strings
love Chorus When I'm feeling weak You give me wings When the fire has no heat You light it up again When I hear no violins You play my every string
: In massing darkness we stand united Raging above inferior sheeps A convoy of souls swept into the night Hearts strengthened with black fire passion
at me Go find and it's apparent girl You feelin luck in the street [Fat Joe:] Crack! How hot is hot? She on fire baby burn the block I even taught her
my hand uhh [Verse 3:] Look... I got few days left And I'm a make use of every single one Untill every singles done and till every record is sold And till every string
all you want are the simple things Long walks on lonely beaches, guitars with nylon strings But underneath you'd rather leap through a hoop of fire You
you on the street You're pretty good if I do say myself But the guy that come thru here last month he was somethin' else Instead of callin' out for fire
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch And he rides with me from town to town We only run for the money got no strings attached We
