crazy, crazy My dreams are fading, fading No one can save me, save me I want my life I want my life I want my life I want my life And when I wake up
번역: 미소 빈 영혼. 난 내 인생을 원한다.
i want my life you fight your fucked up holy wars fire anti-christ jesus will come down and help us win tonight now how should i feel i think i feel
hope You inhabit my heart 4. Home © Vigoda 1993 I am holding something precious It is mine, but not my own When I'm lonely I hold it gently And I know I
the daze) Verse 1: Roscoe Dash Roscoe Dash! Got my V.I.P and my winning wife while my mind is like I got it on an I.V. cuz I need it to survive Me
Love you yes my God with all my heart my soul and my might When I feel you by my side yes I'm flying like a kite When I feel you by my side yes ..........................
just to call ourselves brave But everyday, next man meet with the grave I give a damn if any fam' recall my legacy I'm tryin to live life in the sight
Child] First I plan my escape. Nothin on papes and live the scene without a trace. I'm lookin dead in her face. But she dont see me Im unoticed. I head
Now I washed you out my mind Like I washed you out my sheets A King without a Queen and my life is still complete My daily allowance of vitamin P from
of fool's gold And on the quest your souls were sold Living the life of milk and honey I bet it tastes real sweet Now the chicks are queuing 'cause They all want
understand how I feel See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her The name of my record company (Oh you're a Sanger) I said my name's Chamillionaire and I
soul 'Cause I can't feel, I can't love, I can't hold 'Cause I can't feel, I can't love, I can't hold 'Cause I can't feel, I can't love, I can't hold
scream i'll spill your blood the crimson flood of hate will set me free as i take your life i can't deny i want to see you bleed chorus (vocals: damien
, I shall follow Who needs the sun when the rain's so full of life? Who needs the sky? It's here in your arms, I want to be buried You are my sanctuary
I have learned that living is just a slow way to die I do not believe in life or in love anymore. The joy I feel are the joys of emptiness I hate myself
can I fix this if I haven't tried I want to send you roses before your death is staged When understanding violence, suspects know their fate I want
The passing of time Leaves empty lives Waiting to be filled The passing of time Leaves empty lives Waiting to be filled I'm here with the cause I'
Child) First I plan my escape Nothing on papes and leave the scene without a trace I'm looking dead in her face But she don't see me I'm unnoticed I head
