There's A Void That I Can't Fill An Empty Space I Cant Replace With Anything At All The Lights Are All Burnt Out And Smoke Will Drive The Swimmers Down
번역: 교통. 빈 공간.
The place lays phased like a warrior slayed Engraved into the space with his sword still raised Layers of charcoal sprayed through hallways Praise relays
, when traffic's bad When we down on the craps, we plasmic gats Tellin' you now you can't fuck with Dinero Got a lot of space when it seem real narrow
Look through the window The houses are empty Hey, everybody's out of town Seems like I'm the only one around. All of the streets are bare No traffic
You've got to give it room to breath It may leave an empty space A little motivation goes a long way down Down, down In every situation Heavy traffic
through the window, the houses Are empty, hey, everybody's out of town Seems like I'm the only one around All of the streets are bare No traffic tie-
to when I'm feelin burned to the bone (chorus) Early in the morn/ before I wash my face The bed is still warm but there's an empty space Easrly
Dear Sirs If the pavement comes alive on Flatbush Ave with toothy smiles Comprised of traffic cones and manholes become eyes And birds burst into flames
on us Just one more mouthful and they will be happy then Yeah one more mouth full and we will be happy then All those golden fields, lovely empty space
Go on the bus, wipe out all the cars I should rid myself of this bed, get myself a cardboard box No waste of space No force of empty wasted space for
Close to you, so far away A rented room, an empty space Sirens bleeding through the open door Movie scene in black and white The snow falls down alone
the clock And the cradle rock The colors stand still And then they move around Comin' in and out of focus Upside down Empty winter trees How space
erased Nothing is sacred Can-can dance to the golden age White, Black Gray, Light Space, Crowd White, Black Gray, Light Space, Crowd White Black Blocks, Boarders Space
streets were empty as I drove home, the air was cool and the sky was dark Streetlamps cast their mockery of light over ghostly shapes in an empty night
Maybe when the room is empty Maybe when this bottle's full Maybe when the door gets broke down love can break in Maybe when I'm done with thinking Maybe
