a sin to be knowing that you don't know. When you breathe your last line will you make your exit stage left/stage right? Well, you might decide while
Down cobbled alley with no exit from Nobody's car. Doors slam, two figures silhouette somewhere before, I feel we've met. Can't tell you any more.
To include everyone Tuck you in, warm within Keep you free from sin Till the sandman he comes Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit
: Blackened is the end Winter it will send Throwing all you see Into obscurity Death of Mother Earth Never a rebirth Evolution's end Never will
next time you saw Love is an exit without a door But if you're in love you'll ignore All the things that I've said here before And you'll pray that
you should know You're on my radar On my radar With your designer love Sometimes when I watch you sleep I think I made you up You're on my radar tonight
heart That's what you've created This the heartache that only you've invented Oh God, how the bullet meets my lung Just like the love it takes my breath away You
: Knew you'd be a vision in white How'd you get those pants so tight? Don't know what you're doin' But you must be livin' right We got some places
t see the exit Not before the moment we were bound to fail Finally No longer the same shit Finally No longer the same train Finally Without you, without you
there It seems like you are locked inside my key don't fit no more And you're walking on the land mines you laid down before Promised a change I didn'
s another drink to cover every word you say fine excuses, it wasn't you then sorry, my mistake Here comes the part where the stunt double plays you ask
your neck before they squeeze, I'm your biggest hater you suck, and even if you don't, You know your luck you'll probably get runover by a truck before
power of positive drinking Some people ruin their drinks with ice and then they, they ask you for advice They tell you, "I've never told anyone this before
be hard-core Passing through my streets you're gonna get bullets in your car door and far more just stay the fuck away before you start war Lil Cuete
on da World, Thinkin bout a girl Pistol on my side, Paint you like mural Dig in my pocket, Pulled out the party Be cool before you get stumped and pulled
plimp But now I got an actress stickin to my head And she hit with me with her fuuuuhb You can roll a credit shawty is my fetish And you know I like