Vertimas: Vizija. Bleed Me Balta.
your feet i can't get enough i can never stop the lust i keep still now you can bleed me white if you stay you see my second sight i keep still you can bleed me white
threats on her life and being caged with Aryan whites Through dark halls of hate she carried the light I wonder what would happen if that woulda been me
Okay If you shed blood with me to this point, you deserve an explanation For all the hell that you've endured, while helping me reach my destination And
stimulate our economy new york is my city sort of like vice city up all night, to to sky, pink like white titties making the classic rthym, i'm having visions
mind like dienetics Havin visions of emergency surgery, anesthetic Respirators and IV and these All around me, beside me Man this all reminds me Of how
. Grace open the secrects through visions pouring lastly her wasted time FILTH covered under a PURE white silk ...throne bleeds her last piece of a grace... Drown me
of race, dark colors bring light and erase the view of illusion Visions of hope they haunt my psyche, tease me, tie me up in a world of white lies They
last words, I'm having difficultly breathing Dying on the inside, internally bleeding Angel of death dragging me away while I'm sleeping Watching my world crumble in front of me
hope in mercy from above I saw the pope kissing concrete A mile away a hundred children bleed White lightning - stop frightening Give me a deep breath of life White
The wise self flourish inherit, Halls of Fame Crime visions in my blood got me, locked in prison While we die hard living people whine about religion, vision
Nineteen sixty-three White and black upon the land She brought me to the monuments And made us all join hands And scarcely six months later She held me
Houston told me that An' it's gon' take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back Russian an' this 40 ounce, lettin' the ink from my pen bleed '
died for me Man that bled and suffered And he hung on Calvary And I want to thank him for how he brought me And I want to thank God for how he taught me
sold Tell me something to ease my worry, tell me something to calm me down Tell me something to prove your story, a shot of sodium pentathol Tell me
make the beat bleed, strangle the music 'till it can't breathe. On it's whole, words are the life support. Without me the song dies. Without me then it
me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. * In your refusal to act
