Дождь льёт всю ночь из окна, А я сижу в слезах, опять одна, Света нет давно в моей душе, Зачем, скажи, ищу тебя везде? Не хватает мне тепла твоего
Ты снимаешь меня на видео... Я сижу у воды в прострации и рисую на мокром песке исчезающие цивилизации... Ты снимаешь меня на видео... Я боюсь твоего
Fixation on the darkness that engulfs this world drain the life force of our people, change, change, fixation on the darkness that engulfs this world
Мучат людей от зари до зари Глазами зверей из стекла фонари Фиксация снов на бумаге из льда И мозг заполняет золотая вода С неба руками звезд не хватать
Love for the party love for the nation Love for the fix for the fabrication Love for the corpse for the corporation Love for the death and for the defecation
So many years spent running away How many times I wished I could stay Too much emotion, a hole in my heart Feeling alone since we've been apart and If
Clap, clap, clap, clap If you need a fix, yeah If you need a fix, baby, I got it And you say Blackstreet, and you say Clap your hands, just clap your
"I'm sorry" "Now you can say it" "What am I suppose to say?" "Chris is so cute" "But you're on Blanche, you're on" "Fasten your seatbelts darling, it'
Chea..Aye Put One In They Head..2x This that club shit straight thug shit this that beat a nigga ass in the club shit. Jays laced up game faced up
I can take one heart that's been misused Take two eyes been cryin' the blues Kiss your lips and then count to three Make you forget every man but me
Love for the party, love for the nation And love for the fix, for the fabrication And love for the corpse, for the corporation Love for the death and
Body crusher, 360 muncher, burnin' out on the power trip, Two-faced interragation, hell, liar, liar, panties on fire, Razor blade in the hand, rage
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in And stops my mind from wandering Where it will go I'm filling the cracks that ran though the door And kept my
Fix, it's true Keeps on rainin', baby It's all crystalline Your word in my head Gonna watch from the balcony Sing backwards and we Fix, it's true Keeps
Back in Hollywood today, Technicolor turned to gray The altered senses were the primary impulse Drinking whiskey everyday, smoking second thoughts away
well it's come undone looks like i'll have to fake it seems like i do that anyway admit to no control i thought with time i'd get better i am temporary
And I feel like I'm fixing to live again To love again I feel like I'm home And I feel just like I know myself once more When you walked out the door
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FIX IT Writers Bill Anderson, Steve Wariner RECORDED BY STEVE WARINER AND BY WILDFIRE She brought some perfume from Paris And I bought
