Tekster:
Planes Mistaken For Stars Broken

turns the key of life To hear the thunder roar Ancients gather amidst the stars Mortals stare in fear The Earth is damned beneath the mist A veil of

you're a killing joke cloaked with a kiss, and hollow hits from hollow hands have never torn like this. no one's leaving until we have 4 fists broken

looking for a harder crystal, I'm feeling for something smoother I'm listening for a starter pistol. three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for

man mistake his complexion for Braille? Does he have time to sit around an' wait for the mail? Life is a game that no one wins But you deserve a head start

time In a ?seafood? store sweepin floors for dimes I was sort of a porter takin the next man's order Breakin my back for ?a shack for headquarters? All my manpower for

Stupid mistake the life I take Will be my own broken home Ain?t helped me none so I am done Starring at the end losing the fight Planning to end it all

turns the key of life To hear the thunder roar Ancients gather amidst the stars Mortals stare in fear The Earth is damned beneath the mist A veil of

if she ain't got my doe You hoes best to run for cover cause we bouts to blow "loaded with cash no plex no more" Mista Masta Archie Lee I'm way live-

scare kids and kill squirrels?, Does he do kegstands until he hurls?, Could a blind man mistake his complexion for Braille, Does he have time to sit around and wait for