: I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt turn it inside out find
I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out Find nothing
I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rhines But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside I would swallow my doubt turn it inside out find
Перевод: Ева. Внутри Out.
Перевод: Eve 6. Внутри Out.
Something inside that makes you know what you've got to do [Chorus] Ring the bells, ring them loud Let them ring here and now Just reach out and ring
'd save me I lock myself inside these walls 'Cause out there I'm always wrong I don't think I'm gonna make it So while I'm sitting here On the eve of
You're out of control inside I don't need x ray vision To see all the desperate signs You made your heart a prison I took it all out of fear of losing
help me out? I know you're kinda busy with your elves right now And I don't know how How do you do while I sleep on Christmas Eve But it's amazing And
fire, I can burn it up like a Siberian tiger, I can heat it up like Miami in the summer, I wanna ride you out for Yoga Hummer, Move your body baby, Shake like nothings inside
the bread The lion that is regal, and the bald headed eagle, need a Woman just to keep them fed But come the evenin', we're like Adam and his Eve, inside
I don't like guilt be it stoned or stupid Drunk and disorderly I ain't no cupid Two years ago today I was arrested on christmas eve I don't want pain
's time we leave Like a thief on Christmas Eve Take and you shall receive No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside Once we're out amongst
You?re out of control inside I don?t need x-ray vision To see all the desperate signs You made your heart a prison I took it all out of fear of losing
our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom We'a buy a lot of clothes but we don't really need 'em Things we buy to cover up what's inside 'Cause they
bwoy [E-40] We doin our thingamajig up in this BEYOTCH! Verse One: WC Thinkin of a master plan Cause ain't naytin but crumbs inside my hand So I, hit
Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C Eve
