of my Life (Lies). I walk through Blood and Stone, and bring my Harvest Home. Wherever I may roam, I bring my Harvest Home. But what will my Harvest
But I told her, I said it's cool, get at me Come by the house and get nasty I spit the real game I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
high The more I smoke, the higher I get The better I feel, I can't quit The more I smoke, the higher I get The better I feel, I can't quit [Verse 2 -
Super fat come the visitor zoo Peace to my homewood niggas and my man Tofu, I fell in love I'm through evil that man do Get some ass on the side so my
the case You took away my dignity, I forgot about who I was "But I never had a dream 'cause..." Life is something that I think we can no longer share "...my
I'm not immune so I commune With the objects in my home I am caressed by my razor And so am not alone I spoon an oversize pillow Which I bought for just
I put my hook in the pond I put my worm In the hook I put my trust in the worm that he'd bring me something to cook I felt a tug on my line and I lugged
knot Bitch [Chorus] [Mr. Shadow] I see the darkness it my heart When I blow mothafuckas domes apart I make em collapse perhaps You wanna be another tourture For my staff so I
I know my destination Love bring me home again I'm on a last chance train It's gonna bring me home to you Oh, the last chance train Coming through, my
they're giving me a wonderful potion 'Cause I cannot contain my emotion And even though I'm feeling good Something tells me I'd better activate my prayer
I bring the harvest home Yeah, my love for sweet Rebecca Just keeps growing on and on And it's time, I bring the harvest home Bring the harvest home, bring the harvest
Earth shares what earth receives And now only blood brings life A killer bring life, producer bring life Protector bring life, soiled hands bring life
taste of salt From the castles made beside the sea I'm lonely at work now My hand holds my chin And my mischievous fingers Remind me and cover my grin
twelve months come October since I left me native home After helping them Killarney boys to bring the harvest down But now I wear the gansey and around me waist a belt I
would plough and part the earth to bring you home And would harvest every miracle ever known If they laid out all the things That these ten years to bring
out Put I told that her, I said its cool Get at me Come by the house and get nasty I spit the real game I rode her in my caddy when she yelled my name
But I told her, I said it's cool, get at me Come by the house and get nasty I spit the real game I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name I
I'm standing at the crossroads of my life - nothing to lose. Each path leads to oblivion, whichever one I choose. Rising from the ashes of my plight I
