inside and out Love strange, so real in the dark Think of the tender things that we were working on Slow change may pull us apart When our life gets
I know my days are numbered I've been in and out of this phase But these days keep passing me by Good never comes my way I try to sit back and relax
No one knows what it's like, no one knows how it feels Nothing else could compare to the fears I fear Been on my own, struggling all alone All I have
They'll make you or break you They'll swallow you whole They'll find you and bind you To every word that they own But you know that you need them So
got it worked out like it's a fuckin' disease Started asking myself do I fit in? Where I belong, could this really be me? Been feeling downright ugly
This cancer's killing me As much as it's killing you If it takes you away from me I don't know what I would do Just try some peace of mind But it's so
out like it's a fuckin' disease Started asking myself do I fit in? Where I belong Could this really be me? Been feeling downright ugly Tell me is this
번역: 고통의 삶. 추한.
how 'Cause I've gotten beyond the agony And my perspective is saving me, yeah, oh yeah Never doubted what the cards would reveal And if the joker shows his ugly
Life Glare Of church Burning In Dark Night For Victims No Way Out christian elders And parishioners Scream Of Fear And Agony Synagogas And Temples
to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that
back, take back your memory Hitting hard, muscles bent in agony Playing out your personal tragedy Take back, take back the dancefloor What's it for? When life
ceilin' Straight through the roof, want the truth? I kinda miss robbin' and stealin' 'Cause it kept a nigga hungry, only eatin' when I starved I was ugly
ceilin Straight through the roof, want the truth? I kinda miss robbin and stealin Cause it kept a nigga hungry, only eatin when I starved I was ugly,
ceilin Straight through the roof, want the truth? I kinda miss robbin and stealin cause it kept a nigga hungry, only eatin when I starved I was ugly,
it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is
[Music / Lyrics by Xaphan] Praise death, praise war, praise suffering Hail violence, hail murder, hail agony Glorified bloodshed, killing humanity Massacre
