listen I wait for this to be over, So I'll.. (I'm never gonna get my own life, no) [4x, Crescendo] I'm never gonna get my own life, no [4x]
goes Times goes on, and everybody grows Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays In many ways we were paid in the old days
these boys runnin' one of these own things (2) Today you better stop rockin' those tutus like totsies (3) Three days from now we gonna check out on a three
answers i have found but the call that brings me back to life, to it i am bound three winds fill the sails of my sisters and my brothers grace from beyond
only breathing. There's life on my ceiling. The flies there are sleeping quietly. Twist my right arm in the dark. I would give two or three for one of
boys running one of these own things (2) Today you better stop rubbing those tutus like totsies (3) Three days from now we gonna break out on a three
Times goes on, and everybody grows Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays In many ways we were paid in the old days
tell we in the last days The world has turned away from God now we livin' in our own ways Since I have been saved the death angel has passed over My down
's life on my ceiling. The flies there are sleeping quietly. Twist my right arm in the dark. I would give two or three for one of those days that
There's life on my ceiling. The flies there are sleeping quietly. Twist my right arm in the dark. I would give two or three for one of those days
re the first on my mind when the time comes to creep That's why Imma tell ya like this.... [Chorus: w/ scratch of "my dear my dear my dear you do not
I've earned And saved up must pay for the lessons my son must learn And I pray that he learns when this is done This is my one wish for my youngest son
