grinning But I'm a pupil of his sight, the wheels are spinning Yo, I'll see ya'll later on tonight In the beginning her tears where the long awaited
all of the lights down dim Forget all about your boy we gonna just flow it What we felt let's share a few private thoughts I'm not just, out for your
of the lights down dim, forget all About your world We gonna just flow wit what we feel lets share a Few private thoughts, I'm not just Out for your
got..... man, I fell off, so Ima fixin to pass it gone back up the flow Ima un ass it (Big Moe) I done came through after every boys flow Im that nigga
go for everything I'm not a puppet on a string Baby babe don't go too fast Play it cool and make it last Baby let your feelings flow Just take it easy
a world of dreaded fear Where the only water flowing Is a bitter sting of tears And the Christmas bells that ring there Are the clanging chimes of doom We'll, tonight
night And I'm waiting for a call Won't you help me girl tonight 'Cause I'm waiting for a call And I'm crying in the night And she's flowing from my
tonight I always wanted the war and they sleep tonight dying in yearning for more And they dream tonight once they all wanted the war now we sleep tonight
them burn cry for emotion saw you out at night again swore to give the best you can hurry up the train will leave tonight eye for eye is what she wrote
all night - fire longs for fireflies all night - lightened by a handgun fire war is over - and tonight reload my arms all night - shaking down the smile
see the light And i can see it shining through your eyes tonight Now I can see the silhouette of Seraphim Now i can see myself spreading my own wings Now tear
on his best clothes And go out steppin' with his Black Rose Now Frankie went upstate for a couple of years A guest of the nation and he was in tears
's better than an o-per-a! Enjolras It is time for us all To decide who we are... Do we fight for the right To a night at the opera now? Have you asked
's better than an o-per-a! ENJOLRAS It is time for us all To decide who we are Do we fight for the right To a night at the opera now? Have you asked
worse than a plate of lard Percee p wanted for first degree Murder, since you heard it first from me, you worshipped me Fuckin threat, you heard nothin yet No need for
sin? We live in a magazine Life is vanity Reality or dream? We live in a magazine Fame! Hidden tears flow over your lips Fame! Delivering things you are not looking for