And I still believe in nothing will we ever see the shape of tomorrow Nothing is sacred when no one is saved. Nothings forever so count your days. Nothing
believe in nothing Will we ever see the cure for our sorrow Nothing is sacred when no one is saved Nothing's forever so count your days Nothing is final
forget the game And I still believe in nothing Will we ever see the cure for our sorrow Nothing is sacred when no one is saved Nothing's forever so
still real brothers The struggle is real Nothing can steal What we build And that remains the same 'Till that day we killed And that's real Life that
with doubt… Agony: You were never that strong Agony: I am pain I am the wound that never heals It’s all in vain No compromise, no deals… Me: I can’t believe
yo I’ll tear this whole city up And niggas don’t believe then tell em put fifty up All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds My
que moi Et peut-etre sera-t-elle plus heureuse Et plus aimee [Nothing, nothing has erased that sentence In all the world there is only love That is
thing that remains. I could stay like this forever. And it feels like tonight. I can't believe I'm broken inside. Can't you see that there's nothing that
sins I can’t believe that If you look me in the face You can say there’s nothing left Our silence drives me insane I will focus all my pain Right into
nothing but the murderous live with it Chorus Holla what you think of that bitch were we freakin At bum chick i don't speak to that fly mom Ma creep with that
my eyes and I find a way No need for me to pray I've walked so far I've fought so hard Nothing more to explain I know all that remains Is a piano that
won't change anything Political resentment to push away all growth withing puzzles me offers Soul to nothing the message screams it's purity that those
was a map to the place with one thousand delights and a key that was one to that spot by the sea where the breeze blows underneath that island tree
's all that remains It's no wonder why I have not slept in days The dust on the floor Piled up from the years All those scars and souvenirs Now that