this way" And I know you feel helpless now And I know you feel alone That's the same road And the same road that I'm on, yeah He said, "Life's a lot
why I feel this way I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone That's the same road, the same road that I am on He said life's a lot
Prevod: 3 Doors Down. The Road sem na.
me why I feel this way I know you feel helpless now and I know you feel alone That's the same road, the same road that I am on He said life's a lot
own When I'm lonely I hold it gently And I know I'm not alone Ever changing, we are becoming Something we have yet to see And as I wander ever farther I
swole Everlasting paper chase I see green all I do is throw Man I swear I'm paid, they say I cooled down in some banks But I know I'm here to stay, too
disrespectin', didn't good (Ahh) I didn't cause you harm but I was reachin' for your arm When you walked past and I missed and I grabbed your ass My bizzard feels like I'm learnin' 35 In a A3 cup in a Deezeevees whatever I desire (Desire) I
it, cause I don't be bullshittin I'm up into plastic bottles cause if I keep on feelin the way I'm feelin I'ma blow up in this motherfucker [Chorus -
fall on your ass? Bankrupt, smoked out, just simply through Cold street walkin with a hole in your shoe Coke dealers Big time, baby Smokin Cokeland [ VERSE 3 ] I
, baby Bitch, I'm from Dade County See, I'ma 7-Trey Chevrolet Impala Dunk Ryder I'll blow ya doors off You race your car 'gainst my car I'll leave your
they close the door, knock tonight, I'm coming in [Hook] I gotta make it I gotta make it though I gotta make it I gotta make it though I'm from the
tank a gas and a hostage situation I'm facin', 25, with the 'L' so I'm stompin' I can't shake One-Time bitch, I swear I'm dumpin' Helicopters trailin'
door. Kinda feels like Di??ji?? Vu, I wanna get away from this place I do, but I can't and I wont say I tried but I know that's a lie cuz I don't, and
Young punks I'm the ruler, you follow my lead Slow down I been doing this, the product of speed Can't roll but I'm a weed blower, I get my ki's lower
I'm out in the limelight, I make sure I shine bright I'm in the drop with the glock cocked, you know I keep that iron tight I'm getting brain from a
on I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne Once again I'm trippin on my relish to spend But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the
