minds...filters...i watch it die. i need something to believe in...lift! a fear of what can`t be seen ,building on what it means...lift!...lift my mind
minds. Filter... I watch it die. I need something to believe in... Lift! A fear of what can't be seen, building on what it means... Lift!...Lift my mind
mighty gallery of pictures Hang the scenes that're painted from life There's pictures of love and of passion And there's pictures of keys and of strife
s just an observation, So take a ride we're stopping all stations. Verse 2 a?? Pressure It's been a long night the suns lifting on a cold, Morning but
misery and strife It's the same old sad song, yeah, yeah, yeah I will sing a new song, yeah A song for the whole world to see I will lift my voice and
With misery and strife It's the same old sad song Yeah, yeah, yeah I will sing a new song A song for the whole world to see I will lift my voice and
, I guess we living for the day I seen a man get swept off his feet by a boy with an AK The situation so twisted, everybody getting lifted I'm just trying
remains God, my Unique Soul's conflicted for my Dawg'z R addicted Lord, 4 the life of me, I kan not C, Y u don't notice The devil's got they life in that strife
s mighty gallery of pictures hang the scenes that're painted from life There hang pictures of love and of passion and there's pictures of sorrow and strife
It's a brutalized lab bunny jumping the fence Grab the money and the charger for the microchip embedded in head Brooklyn is the life, equal parts joy, strife
dirty game My heart's still home in the streets Often I think of my people the board denied they freedom, a mirage Disappearing before our eyes We were born to strife
to try Offering a word gets blank surprise Offering herself he complies He lifts her up she withers in his hands No words spoken for eyes understand He lifts
joy of living Ocean depth of happy rest Thou our Father, Christ our Brother All who live in love are Thine Teach us how to love each other Lift us to
heal Oh no, oh no, oh God, where'd you go? You give us love, we have to hide I know, I know, it's shades of gray You give us hope and give us strife
Who in the night With wet sight Doesn't think that it's rougher His hard life I mean strife Load that we suffer? Life Divine blow Life More than we know
Yall know what my purpose is I spit verses that lift curses off my dead president worshipers Back where the surface is gangsters and murderers Making
world's mighty gall'ry of pictures Hang scenes that are painted from life, There's pictures of joy and of sorrow, There's pictures of peace and of strife
