'm sorry for letting you into my life, now all that's left is hate. This world is better without you. An eye for an eye. A deserving fate for you. All
Prevod: Stars Skrij Fire. Oko za oko.
An eye for an eye A deserving fate for you And these bitter words, cause your lies mean nothing they mean nothing anymore I turn to friends for strength
not have the luck I rolled out of Indiana in the back of a Pickup truck With no education higher Than the streets of my hometown I went lookin' for a fire
lie and pray for all That your eyes could never see And in this place I hide As my world for fire turns And keep the flame alive Which for all
, Mr. Lindsay, Hard times and winter so croool: you have stopped my watch At the stroke of three and call for the police But there's a time for tea and a time for
my hands spanning for gold Told them the roof was on fire, when that structure burned to ashes All y'all saw was Aesop Rock holding an empty book of
're wonderin' why you need places to hide Keep one eye to the sky when you're waiting for the blowback Sink into the mud watch out for the scud 'Cos
staring at you so hard. Don't say I never warned you when I set the house on fire. And I spread myself in your garden to keep an eye on you awhile.
't want Mistook the nods for an approval Just ignore the smoke and smile Call an optimist, she's turning blue Such a lovely color for you Call an optimist
I have a sequin for an eye Pick a rose and hide my face This is a bandit's life, it comes and goes And then's the breaks Under a molten sky, beyond the
's age/And my managers must learn that their place is in an office/Not the arts/As for our star, Miss Christine Daae... No doubt she'll do her best/It
I have a sequin for an eye Pick a rose and hide my face This is the bandit's life It comes and goes and then's the breaks Under a molten sky, beyond the
You're wonderin' why you need places to hide Keep one eye to the sky when you're waiting for the blowback Sink into the mud watch out for the scud Cos
weed They jacking leaves for cake and cheese, I make the G's and you may believe Shouldn't wish up on your clover leaf, wishing up on a star Losing my
, demons in my head Bloody frames hang on the wall Fires burning higher I hear the hangman's call Voices from behind echo in my mind Like an eye-sight
a sea turtle you flew away in the water The seaweed below resembles the forest of fire Still you froze The night was black like an eye patch If the stars
