you tell me why I feel so scared Can you tell me why you're leavin' At the moment when I needed you so bad I can't get through my head My mum's dead
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can you tell me why I feel so scared Can you tell me why you're leavin' At the moment when I needed you so bad I can't get through my head My mum's dead
Think its time I kill you boyz, wanna run and grab them toys Fuckin' 'round with real McCoys, coward boys that bring the noise Rollin' round in SUV's, DVD's, man fuck some 20's
'll chop off his shit, then he says, what next? Damn, this fool must be Rex, invincible in every type of way Convinsible, I personally think he's gay, it's
act funny for the money if ya rollin' in dough, she'll treasure ya instead of a pager she carries a cash register it's cool for the fool that just happens
much that l can't replace Now it's cold and lonely here in this summer place Scarred by the problems of an ego that's been burned So many lessons now that a fool
power That's not the way to do it, paradox No, it's your world, no, it's your world No, it's your world, no It's your world It?s scaring me [Inaudible
, blocking my view don't be scared by me or me, and don't be like the sun (because the sun doesn't really exist, it's an illusion that's why you shouldn
vague The plague that sweeps across the garden is fear Scared of our questions for the days that come near So we stand guard over our bag of fool's gold
tell me why I feel so scared Can you tell me why you're leavin' At the moment when I needed you so bad I can't get through my head My mum's dead
It's time to make a home Heaven knows the life's been hard Summers brief and arid Winters bleak and numb Look what we call home These old walls are stained and scarred
Prince, Your daddy's ghost been seen runnin' hither and hince. He's all full of maggots and he's grizzly and grim, Somethin's rotten in Denmark and --
haven't eaten But I'm scared cause there's only apple trees in this fools Garden of Eden Plus there's cyanide in the seeds But I've devoured apples so
thai, makin me high, you wanna try? (Yeah) Strange weeds in the garden, bird pickin up seed killed game Here come a passion mark, jealous playa hat'n lame And he's
and main girl got game she?s sweet like juice from the morning sun dripping off of that sugarcaine she?s soft like silk from the garden of love you know she?s
