listen and consume. I'm a prisoner of doom. [Verse 2: (Prevail)] This is not for the faint of heart. Break apart from the heavy turbulence. Disturbing images, burning
Come on, yo, I know this chick from the hood named Courtney Cox And her brain is easy to pick like faulty locks She's awfully hot, asshole burning like
rodents Therefore to a starving one, the call for hunger is potent Some kids at a young age, their skull is fractured Their mind store the sickest images
s Bobby V. and Luda We just wanna soothe ya Bobby V. and Luda This town is too small for the both of us She's crying, I'm packing stuff Peelin', chrome Wheel is burning
only way we play Families seem like the real enemy A true, true friends of me is trees and Hennessy I love the ghetto life, FDR city lights Burnin L's
shade To a clear green game And from the visions, riding heavy sea And from the visions, riding heavy sea That cast the ships Into a sink as man And burn
All the rewrites All the can't says It's a mystery Electron guns fire images They end in interstellar space within the year And through it all We dance and starve and burn
the shore it's more of your crying, Jealous cause we striving and inspired by truths, They know nothing bout surviving with the times and the news, And whole image
than enough And if its not, is God looking in pure disgust? Wondering what the dilly with the silly I see? When I made each of these in the image of
the fact that I am carrying The image of Your glory Fragile wings bring little messages of light Firefly burning inside, I'll fly With the light inside of me Firefly burning
{Forgive her Pushing down is not what she does} A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs
Have you ever felt that somehow you were not yourself? That your body was the same but everything around you wasn't right And images so strange and foreign
Wonderful, beautiful You live to burn You were a glowworm You lit the sky You were a firefly I remember you in sparks Keep your picture in my locket It's a image
I'm afraid of the dark I want to run away, but I can't do it Through my hazy confusion I close my eyes, but your image is indelibly burned there Seared
me I can't help it if I'm lucky People see me all the time And they just can't remember how to act Their minds are filled with big ideas Images and
be the worst of all my journeys The image of your face will follow me everywhere I need your tender kisses The feel of your hands, your caress Your perfume has me burning