well blow away apart tonight when we forget that we dont bleed. Memories fade forget the silence that we made its left in the air, somewhere it haunts what we
become a part of us even if we don't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then?
in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed Put some fire on that ass, end of dat weed 'Cause in da swat's red hots don't drip or bleed Put some fire on
the feelin' is ended There ain't no use pretendin' Don't ya worry - It's only love When your world has been shattered Ain't nothin' else matters It ain't
, could we look back? Cause when we look back at what we have done, Can you believe what we have become? As we walk into the sun, Can you believe what
even if we don't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is
of Greek mythology who made his strange victim's anguish. Inlaid, work made from small pieces. We can debate life, We can debate life, We can debate
us even if we don't understand it. * In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life
