dark half of me So I do it again Cause they told me again Never will I spare your feeble life On your knees they will find you Thorn to pieces Never
one that you love, Has pushed you away, And you can't deal with the pain? And now you're trying to fix me, Mend what he did, I'll find the piece that
is rising high and the bridges all have burned Each time another dream is washed into the sea It's another piece of you, it's another piece of me, oh
tells us how Judas Sold the Savior in shame He planned with the council Of high priest that day 30 pieces of silver Was the price they would pay 30 pieces
this perdition we go on and on Now I see your pieces crumbled and our book of faith's been tossed And I'm just down here searching for my own piece of
God knows So I'll just move the crowd So, uh riddle me this Riddle me this like this Melodical prodigal flows, hypnotical blows to brain pieces, Telekenisis
Kurupt wit Canibus Throw your 4's up or get your vocal cords cut motherfucker Wavin' the four-four I'm headless nigga, but I packs a big piece Blastin
after a masquerade Stripped of facade and costume The drag with being born It's really not a thorn Baby it's a dagger Most people would deny Say it's a piece
always be that way It said kingdom's coming, causes chaos Will cut to pieces The film you saw today It's your big bad secret Your crown of thorns You
blood money paid. A kiss betrayed. To be crucified. And for thirty silver pieces. For our sins he died. To wear the crown of thorns. It was his destiny
ll kill for you It's just, it's just desperation - I'll kill for you I can only fell there is an invisible power Tearing up our love to pieces And I
you think again Life is what you find in a second of time I can only fell there is an invisible power Tearing up our love to pieces And I get the feeling
myself, so now I know why this broken thorn You bring me rain, the rust in veins Dislike myself, so now I know why this broken thorn You bring me hate
Pick up the fragments and piece them together Tell me, do you like what you've found? Are your thoughts like the world spinning 'round? Existence is pure
Pick up the fragments and piece them together Tell me do you like what you've found? Are your thoughts like the earth spinning round? Existence is pure
an open film I'll see you and I'll blow your heart to pieces I will blow your heart to pieces I will blow your heart to pieces I will blow your heart to pieces
We'll remember when that wreath is just a crown of thorns to drape around your helmet - hide out anywhere at all. We'll remember when you're no more than