between, dream and this cold world Helplessly trying to keep Little bit of my sanity sand's running out of my hourglass Quietly I start to wait the burning
it all [Pre-chorus] There's no love... [Chorus] Who is The One? who will you turn to? (and) when the day is done who's The One you fear? The world
ball tells it all [Pre-chorus] There's no love... [Chorus] Who is The One? who will you turn to? (and) when the day is done who's The One you fear
in between, dream and this cold world Helplessly trying to keep Little bit of my sanity sand's running out of my hourglass Quietly I start to wait the burning
like the media immediately points a finger at me So I point one back at 'em But not the index or the pinky or the ring or the thumb It's the one you
and sealed lost sight, cannot lead the blind You point your finger filled with steel, your future deal denied Watch me walk away done talking now, pigeons burning
are my own, they'll tell you're not alone Locked behind those bars of you, wish there was a way I could help, too young to know what to do, lessons burn the point
I think I’m falling, like a burning satellite You sacrifice, it doesn’t matter who you are We all fall down [Verse 2:] We were moving slowly pass the point
and then i'm at the point of no return i know that there's no turning back from here, there aren't any bridges left to burn so instead i do the opposite
You tried you all 13 channels, but they burned me out again 'cause it's over whenever they say I quit sending postcards 'cause no one know what to revere
releative questions Is "Do we bury him or burn? Any suggestions?" Either way, you up out of here for good Now when niggaz mention you name They knockin' on wood Did I, get my, point
me all wrong now You've got me hanging upside down On a cross, that's burning, burning Break my back under the weight of your eyes Broken by your one
my chances and burn this candle through you If I could ever see the way you understand me When no one else can see it I know you surround me I’ll be the one
victim To myself? When everything burns, My torture lies within. Am i a victim To myself? When everything burns, My tortured life... Boiling point! Violent saint! Boiling point
hands before you hold each other's hands? You gonna walk with your enemy before you learn to walk with one another? How sick can you be? (Enemy) Verse One
, I'll give you Tenessee, The only place to be The cowboy's burning eyes, Don't like the sight of me To straight enough to breed I like your point of