slumber When I was a boy I was walking with a stranger He left without a trace When I was a boy I slept at heavens gate Once I was a soldier
Innocence and slumber oh, when I was, when I was, when I was When I was, when I was, when I was, oh oh oh oh, ooh yeah Once I was a soldier in my castle
Перевод: Страница и растений. Когда я был ребенком.
my books and laughed In a locked room I kept my child Took it out to be shot in daylight It had my dreams on its chest When it was burried Nameless
taught a meaning to this mess He'll just have to take a guess, and make his own plan Ane we'll never see the child that was forced to be a man
me if you can, now that I'm a grown man The mail I got stashed away, people will never know Mr. Flamboyant I came in here on business I, I, I came in
took me a minute to retrieve seven digits But I promised, I would call you when I got home But when I got home, I never did By the time I did, heard
day I was born Face to the dawn and my faith in the song Blood soaking the pages I painted em' on And none of ya'll will take my place when I'm gone
Well, I was in such a state of shock, I completely blacked out. I can't remember a thing. It wasn't until later, when I was washing the blood off my
patterns No type of compassion, endless my though process Hits like a dark cavern, I was bred of toxic parents Embryonic stages underdeveloped fetal pages that I
I was special But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser You're so very special, I wish I was special But I'm a kreep, I'm a loser I wish I was special, I wish I was
us {punchline} I rock a vest even when I take shots to the balls The type that write the word police on a unmarked car I resent you, gettin off easy
's done dragged out, on a cash route? 'cause when I walk in, stop the talking I don't give a fuck if it's a nigga with a walkmani'ma put him in a coffin
a cash route? 'cause when I walk in, stop the talking I dont give a fuck if its a nigga with a walkman I'ma put him in a coffin Soon as I step in I'm
*** I AM, I can't trust my fans Out of luck, no constructive plans My friends stay powdered up, I'm so drunk, can't stand You said if I would sober up, I
it took me a minute to retrieve seven digits But I promised I would call you when I got home But, when I got home I never did By the time I did, heard
a cash route? 'Cuz when I walk in, stop the talking I don't give a fuck if it's a nigga with a Walkman I'ma put him in a coffin Soon as I step in I'
i bet i get an A minus in fact i am the finest counting male faster than you can say your highness dont combat me with dryness cos i know the definition