To create something new that will take you Try to wash the black off my face, but it's ingrained I'm deeper than most It's an instrumental
before you make my dreams come true
Melanger ma vie a d'autres vies
ItÔÇÖs more than a flashing
And ya gandmas the treat
And the next flat, one down from where I live with my mum
You say you're rulin but when I'm in the place you don't come
my vault"
as they fall like rain
Money talks, see what it catches
I picked some up there to carry with me
Decorated upon collars
Santa baby, forgot to mention just one little thing, a ring
Poco a poco,
cause aids is real and something to beleive
Well I'd hire a kid to say he was lame
the fourth bowl on the sun
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
And you got no place to go
war des scheen.
The music's clear and loud
The colours of death are still black and red.