Besedila:
Trail Of Tears The Closing Walls

pursue In tears you spray the closing walls with wrists open wide In contrary to what you think you cannot ever hide Tears fall as you spray the walls

team All you see is trails of blood, even God won't intervene Nightmares of darkness, my appetite is heartless Even if we related, you eliminated regardless In the deep blue underwater walls

it's time to sanitize my posse Look how paranoid these niggas got me Cellular calls are being traced, since surveillance silently Momma chill thug livin' pay the bills and die violently Closed

team All you see is trails of blood, even God won't intervene Nightmares of darkness, my appetite is heartless Even if we related, you eliminated regardless In the deep blue underwater walls

walls; blood on the walls; blood on the walls; blood on the walls; blood on the walls; blood on the walls; blood on the walls; blood on the walls; blood

westward On and along the trail. Pick up my things and bail. But there's so much unfinished, So much open-ended business And sadness and pleasure so close

the motorcade took back in sixty-three past the grassy knoll into the book depository they put in a museum where they say the shots were fired it's closed

matter the cost Cold and stinging needs tearing through the halls Of your defiled, flesh made temple with its closing walls Still you claim the worshippers

even learned how to walk and with those words the father felt his entire world falling apart and he stumbled for the words to express the tearing inside