in Lay your own stepping stones Think it over might not be today You'll know what to do when it all turns around Think it over might not see the way
Перевод: Терновый. Think It Over.
Rancid is the sound of my voice Croaking it's drama across an orchestra of friendly faces Singing along with their dying concern Rancid is the sound of my voice Croaking it
offer you It's not that I don't care All I ask is that you think of me I swear I will run to you When my journey is over Wait for me Keep our love alive
It has been, it has been, it has been, it has been It has been said that there has been known to be bloodshed Over bread, men who have bled to death,
And sting me like A thorn from a dying rose The saddest scent of you will cling to me I know I will run to you When my journey?s over Wait for me
We flew over miles of ocean, be prepared I don't have the faintest notion, who'll be there You underestimated, nobody sympathized I think you'll soon
it's cool to drop salt on your partners name it's cool to shake your homies hand but then go sex his dame she pregnant and yo homie thinks it's his that
power to put a graveyard inside a coffin Let's air it out like the breeze Now watch me do one-armed handstands And hang these Nut's over seven continents
niggas to think big I'm been about my business since then so it aint Cheers It aint how we live, it's what he said he did it for Brooklyn This I took
it too I know the feeling It is the real thing You can't refuse the embrace... It's like the pattern below the skin You gotta reach out and pull it all
it's over the feeling remains It all comes down to this The smoke clears, I see what it is That made me feel this way... I know the feeling It is the
it was so blue and lonely Heading for the light Been close to the edge, hanging by my fingernails I've rolled and I've tumbled through the roses and the thorns
it away With all you got, you're throwin it away With all you got, you're throwin it away With all you got, you're throwin it away Even if you think
suppose I earned it? Do you not see How I'm begging on my knees? Now don't speak, don't breathe You bring out the devil in me Thinking it over Those
'll be no more heartaches for me I take back my sweetness It's overlooked by your lust My song is unseen Cause your touch is too tough I don't think
winds of change It's such a paralyzing place, oh, and it's suffocating When I think it's dead and gone Then it starts to rain, oh, and it grows again
