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Third Day Thief

I am a thief, I am a murderer Walking up this lonely hill What have I done? No, I don't remember And no one knows just how I feel And I know that my

I am a thief, I am a murderer Walking up this lonely hill What have I done? I don't remember No one knows just how I feel and I know that my time is coming

Перевод: Третий день. Вор.

: I am a thief, I am a murderer Walking up this lonely hill What have I done? I don't remember No one knows just how I feel and I know that my time is

: I am a thief, I am a murderer Walking up this lonely hill What have I done? I don't remember No one knows just how I feel and I know that my time is

I am a thief, I am a murderer Walking up this lonely hill What have I done? I don't remember No one knows just how I feel and I know that my time is

in any metal object Throwin a nigga on the walls and try to search me down I laugh knowin that my stash'll never be found Well anyway, on the third day

features puff heavenly, see me at 6'1" weigh a buck 70 catch me in spots yall niggas never be packed in like green bay harlem week to queens day

They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day From the first day I saw her I knew