[Instrumental]
Outside the window, a beautiful sight Billions of stars, shining so bright Planets and entities, black holes and galaxies Asteroids flying by, close
The eyes are the windows of the soul And behind these eyes lurks a black hole I often wonder who's really insane... ... the givers or receivers of all
such an earthly goddess That I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My
my flag as I walk your streets Cuz' your wack, like No Limits beats Hang out the window chuckin' hand grenades Got the flame thrower for them morning raids Stole a space
