touches pen I will let go of myself and do this all over again Do this all again Take my skin I can't wait till you're in So the whisper can erase my
Vertimas: Taip jie sako. Whisper of Sin.
touches pen I will let go of myself and do this all over again. Do this all again Take my skin. I can't wait till you're in So the whisper can erase
' Well the steam became a river and the river start to tow They, they didn't notice at all I love you like oil coming down hard Need you so fast, need you so
wanna see me 'cause they say that Somoans will riot on Tecca Nina 'cause I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! They mosh
them at the dances They'd huggy, snuggle, kissy but they'd never go all the way They'd cringe like in terror when they hear me say "Baby, baby, help,
There's a place just south of Witches' Valley Where they say the wind don't blow And they only speak in whispers of her name There's a lady they say who
shakes her head and it goes tumbling Her smile was out of place So she swept it off her face Let me find the words and say them Like some softly whispered
ya Mind playin' tricks on me, I'm paranoid, homie Nobody know what I'm going through God, I?m so lonely I know I?m loosin' it, I?m hearing, whispering
times, how that dick girl (oobie whispers: TITE) [Rap] Girl I hit the door with nutting in my mind So when you feeling freaky baby call me anytime You say
neighbors who live down the stairs I walk the streets. And they don't know that I'm famous in 2000 years So I say shit loud in their ears and I spit
I say? Perhaps you think I've gone and Lost my way? i used to think, not Long ago, 'all dreams must end' How could I be so wrong...? I was draped
your skin? Hating niggas talk, hear they whispers in the wind, but i don't wanna do them harm so i kill them with my pen. Niggas say i'm toro, money
tell me that I was wrong? They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming They took a flower All along
They say the darkest hour Is that before the dawn When nothing in one's power Can dissipate the great forlorn Shadows of fire that haunt me Like risen whispers
on his hands Pretending he's god With a mind of his own Built a tower of stone To reach for the sky Is it true what they say All the things that they
shakes her head and It goes tumbling Her smile was out of place So she swept it off her face Let me find the words and say them Like some softly whispered
