Hearing sirens rush away Fear inside of me Tearing down my innocence Scream their mad confession Hear the silence deafening Hear the flies descend Turn
Перевод: Мертвые души Tribe. Сирены.
pain of the tribe This reality was actually the worst dream The death of nature, I heard the earth scream Dead buffalos - empty rivers and streams Dead
my clock stop before the time you niggaz comin'! [police sirens] [Bridge: Lloyd Bank$] I'm not what you used to! - I'm unusual [police sirens] That alone
ride crashing Unhappy family and it's costin black roses Beer on the concrete, worms in your coffin That's all you get, a lost soul on the trip Times
