The rage is just closer than heaven that falls will we remember the thousands of moments and calls? Captured and safed and it will ever hurt tortured
Don't tell me your breakthrough my truly defeat. I knew it would happen and it's no deceit. It is panic it is terrible fear of colliding and for all
(Originally by Depeche Mode) Now hear this my friends I'll never be the same again Gonna lock myself in a cold black room Gonna shadow myself in a veil
Signals And the time is right for breaking new ground! The runway in front! Let's blaze the trail! And time is right for breaking new ground! (Gracias
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the wall They dont matter now at all Dont need nothing left to remind us Whats behind us Leave the records on the shelve Wish me well Say nice trails
as destitute and free With the grains of wrath Blazing a path from sea to shining sea Oh, the sinuous trails of concrete and rails And exhausted roars Population wars setting our future
the fashions step in and make on the microphone aiyo world domination is the base of foundation no time wasting fire walk we trail blazing burn to the
Time is a monster that lives in our clocks It?s heartless and shows no remorse Consuming our future as we fight That hundred year war Time is a soldier
of the half come over gladly and have your moms tell how you made a damn mistake fall in love with a man unfaihtfull as a trail i cant understand but
night, red linin' in an R.A. drop And I'm only tuckin' them until I shoot ya When I pull 'em out that's when I'm fuckin' with your future You gon' realize
. Jump in my hotrod wheel, Lookin' super thorough. Rockin' a long black cape like the Duke of Earl. My cool don't drop, I spit where the future twirl.
opened up the next day And when it opened at a quarter to ten It was the same old thing all over again I was doin' bad, my future was bleak I'd rather
[Beginning] She got a bright future ahead of her, she could of gone to enourmous possibilities [Verse] I climbed up the tree in the back and got on my
Greeting, welcome to the gypsy of fortunes Your coin was very much appreciated And now I shall grant you your future It seems my cards of Tarot have
I'm heading right to nowhere, 'Cos nowhere's where I'm from I just passed your trail, Here and today, you were lucky to be in my way Bring me wine women
So hard to answer future's riddle When ahead is seeming so far behind So hard to laugh a child-like giggle When the tears start to torture my mind So
time I've been wasting my time I'm wasting my time, wasting my time I've been wasting my time My soul's a worn out road Where you've left a trail of