(feat. Jermaine Dupri) This is the time where you all should report to the dance floor 112 So So Def Stop, wait a minute, hold up love JD plus 112,
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[Takala] One's life taken away and lost And other's dream is crushed to dust All the things are like thin ice they're breaking down before my eyes
[Takala] I've seen your show before I know how it will end You're selling your very own truth For all the weak who wanna believe in your way to be saved
[Takala] Something what once was desired turned into a thrill that should not ever be Now I'm kneeling down, to ground I'm begging for the reasons
[Takala] All that I feel in your oblivious soul Seems to me that you have lost control Everything is lost there's nothing left to gain Seems to me
[Takala] With fire in their hearts, yearning to live their lives all they ever wanted was to bear their own cross... (but) What is left after the fight
[Takala] Here's no use in sheding the tears 'Cause there's no one to hear them drop There's no use in telling the fears 'Cause there's no one to cease
[Takala] Now I am facing here this fight I never wanted I think that I am just a bite For you to have Now I am far too weak to protect Myself from you
[Takala] None of your games I've ever played All of your deeds ever betrayed None of your thoughts I've ever bought You're sellin' lies day after day
[Takala] Never was a problem (to you) to slam the door before my very eyes Never bothered you to know I'm fading, this way I'm dying You are the shorn
[Oksanen] Sitting in my cold chair waiting for the dark Feelings overwhelm me giving me a spark I see you standing there with fear in your eyes Begging
Pulling away slowly Scurrying on Wending through the land escape An absence of data Void of all emotion Hoping this day is my last Chasing the unobtainable
Io li no non ci voglio andare Potrebbe ferirmi Potrebbe farmi male Potrei star male per due giorni Potrei vomitarti nel soggiorno Sebbene io soffra non
All the wrong things to be said, we've said 'em. We let anger guide the way. I say you're at fault; you say I'm selfish. Now the accusations must be
(feat. Poppa Don) [Intro: Poppa Don] Hmmm, hmmm, yeah, girl Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah [Streetlife] The way that I feel
Oh, I sould my heart to you Babe, like all dreamers do Feel the shadows of a heartache Out of reach and out of touch If I give you babe so much Feel the