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Dead Hearts Breakdown

of a NERVOUS BREAKDOWN. It all happend so fast. I'm on the verge of a NERVOUS BREAKDOWN. Don't know how long I'll last. I'm on the verge of ANOTHER BREAKDOWN

Beat Street Breakdown, Raah! Hip Hop! Beat Street The king of the beat You see him rocking that beat from across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street

And plus he cheated on her, beated on her, smack dead in the rain she Lost her first child in 74 And that lead to nervous breakdowns bicardi dark she

wonder, is Heaven truly everlastin? I'm askin, I said it to four lost relatives missin, in action Communication breakdown, it's all the same Havin a nervous breakdown

war Ready the troops, feel the wrath of my sword My tongue cuts your mind with the depth of a razor Picking off the target with the infrared laser Breakdown

white Ayo why don't you tell that crack head To close the fuckin' door and shut the fuck up Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like Break the fuckin'' breakdown

daggers in, nothing touches me now Feel the vacuum of my heart; suck the life out of your bones Feed upon the spirits force... tear down, breakdown

poor beaten insides. Gimme the key to the city These midwest eyes are dead tonight. This demon smile is aching to explode. Let's gather our bones, our guts and our hearts

things hopeful dreams I'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless fucking Touching without touching, candles in the dark casting shadows on our parents battles, this is for the romantics at heart