Lirieke:
Another Messiah

So you better not think that you?re ever getting out I?m going far away, I?m heading down south and you know what it?s like when you?re left on your

And in my anguish, a traumatic rebirth I see the reason, the madness of these lonely eyes Would you but suffer, the same way that he did No love no

How will you How will you go on from here Without some...someone to cry or shed a tear And if you...If you have no one left to cry Will you come...

As I open my eyes wide And the dark creeps from the walls I have to find where I am blind I can trust nothing at all As I touch the soil?s surface

Step towards your death Your only claim to fame The bullets hit you sideways And nothing looks the same When you lay down in the sand The final

What do you say to someone you think you?ve loved back in the past Why can?t we get on just relaxed, just as friends What drove you just so far away

perfect, disciples When it's survival tongue, never double-edged sword Triple, six rivals spittin' fire This the real truth, ***, breakin' out for lies My Messiahs

many faces when l cause the scene. We mean mug, Mo' Thugs tyrin to be perfect--disciples, when its survival told by the double edged sword triple, messiah

to coast I got them things Badda-boom-badda-bing, he the glorious king Another album, another plaque Another ounce and another mac Another chromed out gat Another