the same And follow all of the rule Every little bit of my time Keeps me checking that my clothes are in line I'll identify without wasting time Mirror man
Übersetzung: DC Talk. Mirror Man 3 21.
Übersetzung: Talk Talk. Mirror Man.
look the same And follow all of the rule Every little bit of my time Keeps me checking that my clothes are in line I'll identify without wasting time Mirror man
way I've been losing you I can still hear our screams competing You're hissing your s's like a snake Now in the mirror stands Half a man I thought no
riches, when they tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine they set jet away, they don't get a kick, they don't get a buzz man they, talk in circles
Just to understand, that every man, is his OWN man And only man can satisfy the man Only the soul of the man, the feelings of the man The for realness
G RIP to Etho, I miss Hevo When I die, I hope heaven look like the ghetto (yeah) Picture me trick, and take a loss I'm cheap like the Chinese man with
50 Cent talking] Now who the fuck told that lil' nigga he can talk to me like that? Catch my bottle up and roll him somewhere, [laughing] D.Y. wanna talk
: She's been playing in a room on a strip For ten years in Vegas Every night she looks in the mirror But she only ages She's been reading about Nashville
Fortune's father Said I understand But you're trying to talk me down Yes you are Listen here: You ain't have to bother ?Cause I'm a real strong man I'
to learn she'll never be coming back The man in the dark will bring another attack Your momma told you that you're not supposed to talk to strangers Look in the mirror
watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane Louise, she's all right, she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror
are glad you made it. Now, your new album Fevers and Mirrors, tell us a little bit about the title. I notice there is a good deal of repeated imagery in the lyrics. Fevers, mirrors
It's gonna be all right Come on Mr Lonely man I could really use a hand I Don't think I'll make it on my own I don't usually talk to mirrors But until
swim around in circles In the same old lifeless room And talk about the mirror man The whispers in my ear again The hot and sticky pillow man Is smothering
friendship He laughs last? As some die young He is still existing Somehow he got around the pitfalls of the system When he walks we watch When he talks
