've got nothing to say to besides it's over. Fire breaks through the window pane, it's coming. The guilt weighs down on me, heavy. This is the last moment
Перевод: На последний день. На Breaking Of The World.
I've got nothing to say to besides it's over. Fire breaks through the window pane, it's coming. The guilt weighs down on me, heavy. This is the last moment
'mon Yeah baby, do that dance It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do Girl shake that ass You ain't ever gonna break that glass The windshields
reigned on I'm so calm through vietnam ring the alarm Bring the shaun dawn burn marajaun do what you want Nigga on and on till the break of what Get the
a Posse of Insane Clowns; blow your brains on your opposite ear Then ask you how your brain sounds Bad, evil, weirdo, Alfred [? ], mad cerebral, you on your last
life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep out on the streets you don't hear
nation, on this playstation The Don Daata, gotta get you hotter Been a buck naked nigga smokin' water On a friday, the get high day Blowin' at a hot
a couplpe of shots at the bar And from there we went (where?) To the dance floor spring break spring love We were sprung and thats fo damn sho Its the last
are all living a lie would you like to try? In these halls of time we are all giving in for another day We shall pass away on the break of day We're
is on All night, on the beach till the break of dawn Welcome to Miami Buenvenidos a Miami Bouncin in the club where the heat is on All night, on the
when you fall Us against the world Yeah it's Us against the world, baby Us against the world Tonight Us against the world Against the world Us against the world
At this time, please extinguish all smoking materials Return all seat backs, and tray tables to their most upright, and long position Also at this
up Monkey-mouthed muh'fuckers, spoilin the cut For real niggaz in the street, really hustlin weight See they networks and blueprints on hip-hop tapes Johnny Law catchin on
own name I never know why she was suffering mine Mommy's always talking 'bout the family pie And daddy's always hiding on the weekend, right All day
at you hyper Donald D the Syndicate Sniper Boston Strangler, Charles Manson No matter what killer I mention, keep dancin _Five Fingers Of Death_, _Fists Of Fury_ St. Valentine's Day Massacre on
off thier feet with heat nobody loves, you can feel the cold in thier hugs at each man checks his weapon that protects his life and last thing on my mind
me a blood hound Throwing Blood in the air, leave blood on the ground Russia got a red flag, U.S. got red stripes Last Train to Paris, around the world
