... Black trees around-standing like heroes Old witnesses of untold thoughts As a giant shadow grows before my eyes A castle (?) never seen, a weird place
road... Black trees around-standing like heroes Old witnesses of untold thoughts As a giant shadow grows before my eyes A castle (?) never seen, a weird place
Oh yeah the niggaz is comin Get out your good dishes or somethin like it's Thanksgiving nigga It's HOV'! And none other than the R And without further
in the magic mist Look into halls of glass Every mirror shows the past With no love you kick the sin of face Now your place is in the House of Mirrors
't know maybe that's kind of weird A teenage breakdown without the will Or without thinking Taking low roads and colored pills Always searching Maybe then I would find a place
not gonna give a shit about the palace contest, there's too many trees to climb, too many bees to find, too many places to be, too many faces to see
knows a face we just take it to a higher gear but oh thats why ur weird now you got a barbed wired beard i see you better watch your face protecting your
nigga Kels, oh yeah, the niggaz is comin' Get out your good dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving, nigga It's HOV' and none other than the R And without
far away, why do plane tickets gotta cost an arm and a leg, maybe i should save a couple dollars a day, so without delay, i can look at your face, smell
You will get hairy Your puny voice will start to change And your no-no place will feel a bit strange Your pits will stink You'll get zits on your face Without
, but pretendin' yourself I couldn't catch it, too busy defendin' myself Or was I wrong not seein' a life without you Or takin' everythin' that you said to face
your hands, towards me, What is your wrong, you don't trust me? There's nothing weird, you shouldn't fear, I'm being myself when I'm this sincere, Without
39 Phyllis: It used to be very, it was really nice and quiet in this place, that's why I came here, because of the feeling like, like a place to get
For the sound of a busy place is fine for a pretty face Who knows what a face is for The city clown will soon fall down Without a face to hide in And
were never connected or involved Except for the intersections and crazy mathematics With no time and no space and no schedule and no place And we pass right through it without
? You say you can but you don't know. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Weird Isn't it weird. Isn't it strange
