{No it's seven so it's five hours before 1998 Here's the song And the last time I One two three, one two three} Contrast and compare between the busy
i'm giving you a doctrine of vanity look into the mirror, tell me what you see, look into the mirror and tell me it's not me they're still hungry, their
someone should pull your pants down and kick your idealistic, fatalistic mind and kiss your ass till it bleed cause you don't realize that you feed the
mt: oh yes i'm back again, i'm on tha mic, talking about the crap and you know that i'm that type, just hanging around and i never get the grip, but now
Llora mi alma mientras lo veo paseando por el centro de cualquier ciudad, donde aquel falso sueno se convierte en la turbia pesadilla a la que un dia
There's no limitation to what this beat can do You better get the feeling before the night is through Contrast, contrast, contrast, contrast There's
I'm begging you! please! Take the life from my... I'm begging you! please! Withstand the way to go! Withstand...withstand the pain, I sent to, you! The
NELLO Dimmi Ghino, quanto tu sai di Pia. Le mancavo? Rispondi, ti prego, perche la Pia io l'ho talmente in cuore, che a perderla sarei tutto un dolore
Contrast and compare, between the busy ones and the ones that don't care, until there is no one that you really know. So I drift through these days of
(Featuring Nicky, Devilio, Mad Buddy) Testo: Rit.: C?e che forse a volte penso troppo ma c?e che ci sto sotto se quando mi ci butto sminchio tutto,
..O gemma leziosa, adorna villanella, che se' piu vertudiosa che non se ne favella; per la vertute ch'ai per grazia del Segnore, aiutami, che sai
Evil lurking around every corner Appearing adhering In the doubt of my mind's eye Doubt fills you up inside Drown emotion... Insanity Never for you or
Schlagt mich tot, Erst dann konnt ihr euch sicher sein, Da? ich`s nicht wieder versuch Und wirklich liegenbleib. Glaubt mir, solang ich noch atme, Schlagt
You are everything everyone wanted you to be. now its time for closure. so i hand you your own eyes back so you can see. that a whore is priceless in
Walking in a world with black and white horizons Talking to a crowd with empty words of silence Why should I carry on? So alone Cause I'm the grey between
J'aurai ma revanche
(Instrumental)
