just a place I'm looking for We might as well be strangers in another town We might as well be living in a different world We might as well We might as well We might as
I've got the sun, she sleeps right next to me, I've got the stars kept in a hollow shell and we met the kids who fled from cities to the soil, and flew
s just a place I'm looking for We might as well be strangers in another town We might as well be living in a different world We might as well We might as well We might as
I swear i never thought i'd feel this kiss awakening sickness to preying swine blessed clotting tears neglect my face left as a bitter empty self sunken
Darling behave, though the barnyard won’t say where he’s gone I feel you would sing if the orchard let on what went wrong Summer comes, yeah, as loud as hope
by my side But no Christ to end this war To deliver my soul from the sword Hope has shown me a scenery Paradise poetry With first snow I`ll be gone The hopes
I'm tryna get with the bid'ness so where the bitches be When I flick the Vogues, I'ma get the hoes In a seven-fo' Lincoln black, two do's Hope to strap
, but in your heart Your warm and schizophrenic heart Still does not beat for me alone As it still bears rememberance Of feelings that I think are gone Every day I hope
dreams I `m falling headlong in disgrace Painful to behold I can but weep A hole in my soul Drives me to despair A tragic end swallows my hopes I `m
of light To embrace the infernal fire... and so I fall Encircled by shadows as I descend Portrayed in the most twisted of forms Their vision are mine as
bet ya knew right away It's all over town As the suns going down And the days of your easy life I bet ya knew right away Ya hope ya don't know where
Can't see faith through the tears of my swollen eyes I try to dry I pretend it's not as bad as it seems... what a lie how can we be so blind every time
has gone Only tears to dwell upon, I dare not say As the wind must blow, so a love is lost A love is won, go to sleep and dream again Soon your hopes
Play it safe, I'll arrange your wake My papermate will have my lable-maced album released a later date Police patrol the city 'til I'm as old as 50
what you got Give it what you got, give it what you got If you on the block then give it what you got [Q-Tip] A thug, a thrill, you as mean as the eyes
's the priests that fuck you As they whisper holy things A mass of tears have transformed to stones now Sharpened on suffering And women into slings Hope
come home to. Right here Everything I hold on to is here All the things I keep so dear. Flying home tonight As far away as a satelite Keeping your heart in my pocket Hope
