Tekster:
Script The Exit Wounds

these exit wounds I don?t know how much more love, this heart can lose And I?m dying, dying from these exit wounds Wounds ? where their leaving, the scars you?re keeping Exit wounds

these exit wounds I don?t know how much more love, this heart can lose And I?m dying, dying from these exit wounds Wounds ? where their leaving, the scars you?re keeping Exit wounds

these exit wounds I don?t know how much more love, this heart can lose And I?m dying, dying from these exit wounds Wounds ? where their leaving, the scars you?re keeping Exit wounds

these exit wounds I don?t know how much more love, this heart can lose And I?m dying, dying from these exit wounds Wounds ? where their leaving, the scars you?re keeping Exit wounds

develop thoughts in verbal dark rooms taking on these cartoons ya minds spinning like some typhoons these martial artists flip scripts to leave ya open like some gaping wounds

[Canibus] Yo.. the shottie rip, perferrate the skin on top of ya ribs Red stuff come out his ribs like a Hollywood script Bitch-niggaz on the floor screamin

them} Mama can you hear me? {Too money niggaz runnin' around talkin', get ya shit sampled} [Solomon Childs] Straight through it, ain't no exit wounds