Give this stone to my brother 'cause we found it playing in the barnyard Many years ago Give this bone to my father He'll remember hunting in the hills
be my last sip of life. I see at least one hundred miles Of shifting, stirring sand. A forsaken man in this strangers' land. They've left me for...dead
do it right Do it right ya'll, keep it tight ya'll, do it right ya'll, just do it [Shabaam Sahdeeq] Blood on they hands, blood on my mans Destroying
fucking scares them all. Copenhagen death threat, Mr. Reaper is on the rise. Mr. Big Shot, tonight the stars revolve! Some say we're like a dead mans
Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh Your name in stone We come here all alone And all that?s left is your name in stone I raise my flag up into your heart You let the
I can't fit in this skin It's worn and useless thin The size of the eyes And the flies in the sky My body's a zombie for you Oooh (3x) My body's a zombie
I was floating above my bed, Like a body in a river, in car. And the only sound in my head was a dying cricket in a jar. And I saw little beams of light
I saw something sitting on you bed. I saw something touching your head. In the room where you sleep. In the room where you sleep. Where you......sleep
Sailed on a ship of paper And I sank in the deep of your eyes I got lost in your graveyard Now I dream on a bed of knives I found the map to your maps
my face And if you wait too long, Then you'll never see the dawn again "My skull is full of sunken ships, My heart's a prisoner to my ribs, We're flesh & bone
Burn the street Burn the cars pa pa power pa pa power Children: Please make me better Broken glass Broken hearts pa pa power pa pa power Children
oh, you're gonna lose your soul, tonight. you're gonna lose your soul, you're gonna lose your soul, tonight, tonight. oh, you're gonna lose control,
I wish that we were magic so we wouldn't be so young and tragic
I wont go whistling by your grave If you don?t go whistling in my mind Welcome to a place where nightmares Are the best part of my day I?m buried in
dead man's bones! Wherever you go, take a look at your feet, & down six feet deep there's dead man's bones! Bones! Bones! Bones, bones, bones, bones
head like years ago woah wo woah wo woah wo. Verse 2 Sticks an stones break bones but what i say'll hurt you worse, leavin you feelin dead an buried
sure Cause he's come to depend On a street with a dead end And he'll sell you his best friend, so he can score Boys and girls come out to play The junk mans
my fingers for dead, told 'em "I ain't have nothing to do with the writing" I hold you down when you be squeezing that lead Shopping sprees, with my mans