Bobby Darwin's daughter Looks up from the Bible she's been reading To the clock on her dirty wall of a double wide, it's 3 a.m. Her husband's on the
Bobby Darwin's daughter looks up from the bible She's been reading to the clock on her dirty wall of a double wide, its 3 am. Her husbands on the town
You took one final look, my tears they turned to ice A frozen sacrifice, your body's heat's my paradise I've built up many layers but none can keep me
I killed myself today I wish I could explain I tried to find another way to tell you how I feel it I tried to find another way to make you proud of me
Love to me was to be something More when it came to you Forever filling a void Something I cannot avoid Everytime I'm put together I'm being destroyed
I emerge with a dirge, I'll speak until my death rattle There's a war outside the blackboard jungle prepare for battle Those who sleep the American dream
How many MC's must get dissed? Yo, motherfucker let me speak on this I be that lyricist, pugilist, with an educated fist Evolutionist forced to exist
Since I was a kid I've had a black cloud follow me I need to clear my head before the ground starts to swallow me Killed your companions then complained
Deny, change everything you know to be It's enough to feel misused to live like me You'd want more You wanna fuck around? You wanna play? I can't allow
Fostered my fears for years I've disappeared within Reflecting what could've been I'd kill myself to start again What's left for them? A dirty box with
I was once betrothed to the bonds of friends But life too short to hold Help me to go away Woo-wee, wander for warmth Cold spreads throughout my body
Every morning, rise out of bed Echoing the words that your parents once said Plan ahead, but you've got other plans instead If all you think about's the
I'm taken away by the sound of your voice Like a snake to a charmer irresistible force You turn me into a dog on a leash And I'm trapped in this world
Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing Are we caught up in our anger, are
Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing Are we caught up in our anger, locked
Ok, es geht vorbei, auch wenn es ewig scheint und in Deinem Herzen bleibt. Mach den Mund auf und schrei, damit im Augenschein, man Dir den Rest verzeiht
Pry open eyes on a Sunday morning, Now I can see you're overdressed. Take a step inside and say you're sorry To your imaginary friend I wear seven sins
Bobby Darwin's daughter looks up from the bible she's been reading to the clock on her dirty wall of a double wide, its 3 am. Her husbands on the town
