on a thing, hooked to wires and things, ima die as a king if i dont do it now, ima try it again and when i do accomplish it, ima try it again ima riot
to wires and things I'm a die as a king If I don't Do it now I'm a try it again When I do accomplish it I'm a try it again I'm a riot insane I'm a lion
's all you want to see Blackheart Blackheart, what you wanna do? Blackheart, you know it's always true Give back what I get from you Blackheart I know the ones I win
and I'm clumsy But I've got friends that love me And they know just where I stand It's all a part of me And that's who I am I'm a saint and I'm a sinner
smiled Then that preacher turned away Said, "If you want to tell him something You ain't gotta fold your hands Say it with your heart, your soul and believe it
you lack And make DJ's scratch, is he, is he back? Kids in the hood stutter it's a it's a fact It's the kid resurrected it's a it's a wrap (As we proceed
It really doesn't feel so crap You win, you win just a little but you win That pretty face is telling lies It's plaster more than skin But it's good enough, you win Where did it all
out the trash don't make you an overnight saint to me. Welcome to the game show, (welcome to the game) Hope you win the prize, (hope you win the prize
sacrifice To imagine or believe all the glory of the free Hunting all day an endless cry The things I've seen I can't deny Sinners, saints all mixed
Beluga caviar You thank your lucky stars You live in Saint Tropez You don't make idle threats Collecting on all your debts You only play to win You've
I fall down It's the law of inversion And it's all turned around And I'm staggered by The clash inside my soul So purposed for good But inclined for evil It
right is all that remains And fight till what?s right is all that remains Fight till what?s right is all that remains Fight till what?s right is all
twisted kind (hell) Is my evil mind Now listen if you dare, I'm most evil nightmare I call saints to sin, and always, yes, I win Innocence I ruin, I ask all
be. you'll win me with pale White hands and soft demands and ways To set the days ablaze. It frees me from the freeze... You're like a favourite saint
one too many fights Wearing many hats every time But you won't win here tonight You made it through the direst of straits alright Can you help it if
correct All common sense that ever gets in my way What I lack in brains I have in digits on my pay check And I push it way too far Even if all you fuckers
these three cards will definitely up the odds Find the red heart, red to win, drop on in, time out and time in All the suckers play it again by the Broadway
Then that preacher turned away He said, "If you want to tell him somethin' You ain't gotta fold your hands Say it with your heart Your soul and believe it