Hang all the mistletoe I'm gonna get to know you better This Chiristmas And as we trim the tree How much fun it's gonna be together This Christmas The
DJ Khaled! Konvict Music We the best! We takin' over! Listen! I started in Atlanta then I spread out wit' it South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi On
Cope the circumference to get the duckets When I touch this, deluxe this nycs throughout my bloodstream So when I steam, all I dream is cream Wrap my
know the sorrow that always overtakes the wine I drink to find forgetful valleys where I can leave old memories behind But always just before I reach them sorrow overtakes
'll end up dead (Overtake you) You'll come to get me But you'll end up dead (Overtake you, overtake you) You'll come to get me (Overtake you) You'll
Since you've been fifteen you were confused, at that age it's so hard to just be you you've got your friends, your records, the only thing that makes
It overtakes me, it wakes and bakes me It overtakes me, oh It overtakes me, it overtakes me It overtakes me, it overtakes me It overtakes me, it overtakes me It overtakes
This a takeover So get your hands up For the power and the pussy We don't givafuk about haters like you I seen it all my life Still I get up - Stand up
Let's go take a ride in your car I will take the passenger seat Baby, we don't have to go far Unless you wanna show Me a lovely place out of town Where
overtakes me, It overtakes me It overtakes me... Oh oh oh I It overtakes me, It Master-Slaves me It overtakes me... Oh oh oh I It overtakes me, It overtakes
{Wart, holocaust thats God's wrath It's a man's war against himself It's God's war against man is holocaust And what's coming now is God's war against
[Instrumental]
Fail to see... Will not feel... Can't even remember how to... Feel...Pain... Want to touch... Nothing here... Gone... Nothing here...gone... Cannot
Where will i tomorrow be When no longer here No longer here... no more dreams... Slip away Here, the rain...so empty They are not here...not here anymore
Deep dark slow...stream flows Deep dark red...warm blood My blood falling...this life fading. Deep dark blood, colder, to forest shadows flowing. Cold
Circle slowly in the light of dying summer Its warmth doesna?Tt reach you...hanged. Dream-tears fall frozen in the shadows Yet, dreamless are now your
We will never meet again, Never dream again. There is no other way, No reason to go on. Our eyes shall not be clouded By beliefs, by hopes. Our paths
[originally written by F.Chopin]
