can see it in my son, were you ever young? Now these days are gone forever Wish, I'd make them last Now we feel so sad together Thinking of the past
Übersetzung: Ärger. Thinking Of The Past.
can see it in my son were you ever young? now these days are gone forever wish I`d make them last now we feel so sad together thinking of the past
Harley Lets go smoke some of that Bob Marley Sip some Bacardi Then go pull up at the afterparty I think we make a perfect couple But you think I'm trouble
time you understand Only God can save us Where Miles Davis cutting lose with the band Just think of all the people that you knew in the past that passed
in time you'll understand only God can save us When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band Just think of all the people that you knew in the past that
Maybe In Time You'll Understand Only God Can Save Us When Miles Davis Cuttin Lose With The Band Just Think Of All The People That You Knew In The Past
think imma always be there The love that we share it lives inside of me (the love that we share it lives inside of me) No matter hear it is all in the past
jungle, more games to play Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away I was raised in the country, I been working in the town I been in trouble ever
used to leave it occasionally but now you don't even bother to ride that commuter train west to Chicago, to stroll through the greenery in the park past
had reporters knockin at my door, But I used to dream about, the life I'm living now and, I didn't think I'd miss those things from the past, and I'm
book found a face that rests in skies, tears burning up the world screaming that we have no more Well she said there's no sense in thinking about it
As You When I Say I've Been Disappointed Im Addressin A Few I Finesse Then I Groove While Most Of The 8 To 9's In My Past Now Get A Rating Thats Less
FAG ENDS OF THE ARISTOCRACY The sugar coated pill is getting bitterer still YOU THINK YOUR COUNTRY NEEDS YOU BUT YOU KNOW IT NEVER WILL So pack up your troubles
his hair just like me (hehe) A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me and run around screamin, "I don't care, just bite me" (nah nah) I think
, spin 'em and hock venom Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not Get the illin' to stop, amoxacillin's just not real enough [Verse: 50 Cent] Now don't think
: I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation You're living in the past it's a new generation A Man can do what he wants to do and that's What I'm gonna
