I am confused by a traffic of minds, they invade my reason and transform in paranoia, rambling paranoia. That can only make me feel bad, I?m still paying
?Here comes my love? she said he came to take her everyday, after working just a kiss to satisfy. Smiling, tired in the same place so beautiful with
Emma is a girl, she don?t care about anyone. Many boys are dead for her. Emma is a tree, she don?t care about anything. Green leaves on her branch,
E? come vivere in un limbo dove colori e suoni vivono in disarmonia. Piccolo punto tridimensionale, soffoco l?esistenza con l?arma dell?apatia. Vivo
are? ? Whispering with dried voices that are so quiet and meaningless as wind in dry grass. Or in our cellar, rats feet over broken glass?a shape without form
Without this sadness on my face. But it?s hard because I sadly know that I?m losing her. And I can?t imagine all myself without her presence.
Witches of papier-mache row on a silvery lake daughters of the twilight quietness. Isolated by the world of hypocrisy by false optimists. Unsolved rebus
beats I provide they collide to form a homicide, you get dragged in a big bag Shell ? ricochet, so watch em zig-zag off angle, but I'm in shape like
Speakin' of this art form, the slang is dangerous MC's are like sperm cells, a gang of us Fightin' to reach the egg, bikin' and lose a leg Odds are like
with the audi-once Experi-once the Renaiss-once My reson-once is really on, wonder Twin powers activate Put the tape on, I can take on any shape, form Size or weight, shape
go hard dog, everytime, nothing less Catch us at the dice game, blowin a thou Never go in to trial, coppin out, holdin it down We could get it on, any way shape or form
, it's the shape of things to come, yeah Yo, I'm the open-est emotions, I'm a river in straight A crystal clean lake, yo, the essence of skin The form
A to b Different degrees So much style without substance So much stuff without style It's hard to recognize the real thing It comes along once in a while
of me My wanting just to hold your neck in my arms and feel me squeeze No, I'm not going to give you what you want so if you please The sin that shapes
the worst of me My wanting to just hold her head in my arms and feel her breathe No, im not going to give you want so if you please The sin that shapes
of me My wanting just to hold your neck in my arms and feel me squeeze No, I'm not going to give you what you want, so if you please The sin that shapes
With my wanting just to hold your neck In my arms and feel me squeeze No, I'm not going to give you What you want so if you please The sin that shapes
was lost on the lake He cast off, poling the boat from the shore Peering a head through damp clinging haze He thought that he saw strange swirling shapes