to protect the air [chorus] You kill me with your words I kill you with my eyes I was just a badly trapped history We die as feeling dies I never feel
you too (I'm livin' without you) If you felt the way I feel I bet you'd be in as good a mood as I am But you don't 'cause you just feel like you I've
Dutchman I compress sound sets with my rap DBX Then drop vocals on my 456 Ampex Bring terror to the shop of horror As she cry, "Mi amor," the Phantom dies
when it hits the ground, it blows up and dies, along with Everything around Again it drowns As far as I can see And far away You hear the sound of
, BET, video The Santana show via satellite in Mexico VIP at the door No more dreamin', guitars screamin' You can make it, keep believing But as times keep passin' Feel
'm living without you) If you felt the way I feel I bet you'd be in as good a mood as I am but you don't 'cause you just feel like you I said if you
the illest shit, ever been dropped to two inch So ticky tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a cock Listen to the sound
Dreams all lucid, films on Lucas, sound on surround and the crowd on stupid Who that chick Dion, that?s Dion on clueless You suck around the money, ??? Feel
't take it anymore when your body and your legs have reached their limit at that time a soft fall will ensue. you feel as if your legs fell off your body
eine Sprache Und diese Sprache hei?t Musik The Sound of Musik Can you hear the band playing, can you feel the bodies swaying And if you feel the groove
one dies tonight Don't think about nothin' Don't think about nothin' Do you know how it feels to be wanted? Do you know how it feels to be wanted? Do
Makes him feel in touch with the world And sure of what it means Chorus: At the speed of light you're in endless night At the speed of sound you don'
dies I'm preaching words That could answer it all As I'm bound to break the ties I'm making progress again The return of the blind Feel the kick setting
Green grass grows on the ground as I expound above the sound, look around, now sit down and listen Dark brown shades drown in the raise of rock, close
Names that sound familiar Secret wounds from failure Try and look into their eyes A part of the weekend never dies There's no tension in your dance As
stars all gone, consumed forever more Silent, yet thunder tears through me No light or sound to find my way If I could feel, I'd die of fear No emotion
final step Checkmate in red Trying to make a stand, trying to hold a hand as my bridges burn to the ground I violate and I think I feel hate as I stare
