make a sound when we're alone together the world just falls apart you and me together the world just falls apart don't make a sound we'll sleep when we're dead
t make a sound when we're alone together the world just falls apart you and me together the world just falls apart don't make a sound we'll sleep when we're dead
you've been dreaming of the dead and lost. I have been awake kissing these clock faces. The fear of sleep has left me tired and worn. But in her dreams
We're guerillas in this criminal war, we all rebels Death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first niggas do We came for murder, pullin' up in a herse
How many options can you choose? From the choices they've already made for you? Addicted to a sleepyhead Some of us will sleep until we're dead Trade
faster than FedEx They're runnin retreatin screamin Mayday we're goin down Now why the fuck is niggas tellin lies and rumors? Talkin about we split up
And some blond gave me nightmares I think she's still in my bed As I dream about movies they won't make of me when I'm dead With an ironclad fist I wake
a starving artist Like Emerson, Lake & Palmer when they recorded Tarkus I'm a commando knocking you out like Fernando Vargas Similar to Brando in Apocalypse I'll
t fear death, no tears left Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here left When they said "At fifteen he'll be already dead" I'm here heavy head steady
desperation Through that desperation, we 'come addicted Sorta like the fiends we accustomed to servin But we feel we have nothin to lose so we offer you, well, we
We only see the stars when we're tippin' back a bottle Only see the stars when we're tippin' back a bottle He only sees the stars when he's tippin' back
graves Ashes to cash dust to pay dirt Chalk up a favor, pay it later For now we'll fake the sound Ground shakin' anti-gravity When your wallet weighs
out of our heads We won?t notice when we?re dead we?ll be too busy dreaming too busy dreaming We?ll be too busy dreaming Life's much better when you?re
my mind even when asleep I'm duckin' Nines in my dreams sireens, wide awake, why'd I think it would change? can't hide when you're famous or even
kept it brotherly, when we seen each other and stopped in NYC, at MTV, people watched We was both deep, after you left, I got no sleep Think about how
VERSE 1 As we step into the club See how people just dey jump They say Peter and Paul You guys are keeping it so strong See we no go ever stop We are
to survive in these dead cities? The dream is so bad and the people so sad, the reasons why I never feel glad. And they're cleaning every street, destroying
bitch Ride 'til a nigga dead like Killa Tay on Crip We got to admit you deserve respect but on Crip You niggas gay Cuz we bloods like Dracula We'll turn