Besedila:
Book Of Love Lost Souls

Better yet a new sensation I was lost but then he found me No corruption dissed around me I was taken to a higher, level of funkdifia Where souls of

this out we won't recover We'll lose this soulful love for one another But with all I've heard and all I seen I'm still lost in your mystery Staring

touch of the smallest breeze You'll find a girl with a low voice Who holds the world in her bare hands You'll fall in love you'll have no choice Once

transgressions I can't take no more Deliverance, your love, is all I implore As flowers burn I hear the wolves return... At this desolate place Lost in time and lost

, I lost my connection with a bredjrin , Athlete mentality so fuck my competition , Me and him was homeless , maybe we still cool , But every time we book

the door The book fell I had so many thoughts, so many signs I made sense of nothing at all This green dream was unreal; the crickets sing Across deserts and plains the lost

another world I can't hear you Like having phone sex with a deaf girl No doubt we got the jams that'll smack ya I penned three books of lyrics two for

first fight and motherfucker I spot What up fuck not, I would love nothing more than to bust your box And blood clot a porn spot Three things I got I love

Blasting the radio screams alone on the floor Drowning the silent sound of His call Empty words flow in the darkness Hell fire in your soul shooting out