I don?t know why you fail me I don?t know how you dare Stay calm now Stay calm I don?t know why you call me I don?t know why you?re haunting me Chorus
with me Someone here could be an enemy Watch your back Don't you see One of us could be the enemy We seized a house upon a hill Damp and tainted ceilings
Early morning, dreary horizon Aching hands are pulling a millstone Wailing from the cart Moaning from a shattered heart He?s burned down many a bridge
I'll seek you out, Flay you alive One more word and you won't survive And I'm not scared of your stolen power I see right through you any hour I won
me little by little He's my only savior Living in a stateless zone Searching for an answer Everywhere he goes Widening circles, the surface of a living
were bound to win We were dynamite We would scandalize And outrage and mesmerise Others stopped where we?d begin We were bound to win But eventually It turned out to be A
Stuck in a hard place on a rock I cant?t find it Staring at the party I?m looking for love I can?t find it Stuck in a hard place on a rock In the darkness
t get up It?s really killing me You know it?s killing me I wanna join you sleeping peaceful Feeling the sun in our room What a plenty of rays and beaming
the same Just struggles and strains Trying to keep the gains Well, the strong take from the weak But the smart take from the strong I?m your freak, I?m your song A
win a Oscar Legendary rah, wicked Phantom of the Opera Blow fish the movie's over, die with a slow kiss Tongue kiss the neck and it's, mucus from a locust
you in a sec My raps are like crack in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue You'll be
, traumatize you in a sec My raps are like crack in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue
you in a sec My raps like cracks in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue You'll be begging
a Oscar Legendary rah, wicked Phantom of the Opera Blow fish the movie's over, die with a slow kiss Tongue kiss the neck and it's, mucus from a locust
