sand grab the money Hollywood is such a place fuelin' the frenzy and everybody starts to peep around the corners before they take their next step they know their borders
create beginning and end Crumbles constantly We know the center of End Who are you on stage? Breathe deeply Lungs filled with waste Running for borders
: Take a knife and carve it in Want to see your faults As a part of your pretty skin Everyone has a tragedy I want you to wear yours in pain Oblivion
Rey Mysterio, con mensaje serio De su television straight to your stereo Cada persona tiene suenos in order to Move ahead you gotta cross the border
: I need it every day I blame it on you You always have control Now I don't I need it every day I blame it on you You always have control Now I don'
Are reading the tablets of time Drink from this ceremonial chalice And embrace the stone Where all my pretty playthings are laying naked Beyond the borders
mi cultura Si yo puedo con alma pura Rey Misterio con mensaje serio De su television straight to your stereo Cada persona tiene suenos in order to Move ahead you gotta cross the border
yo puedo con alma pura Rey Misterio con mensaje serio De su television straight to your stereo Cada persona tiene suenos in order to Move ahead you gotta cross the border
You take a knife and carve it in Want to see your faults as a part of your pretty skin Everyone has a tragedy I want you to wear yours in pain Oblivion
Never let you go Never let you go Never let you go Never let you go Borders are the gallows Of our collective national egos Subjective, lines in sand
the sand, grab the money Hollywood is such a place, fuelin' the frenzy And everybody starts to peep around corners Before they take their next steps, they know their borders
collapse in the mating of day and night, crows are circling in ominous flight Trespassing the havens of my own temporary borders (temporary borders) [
Let me give you some insight into my insides I haven't been this confused in such a long time you can't believe I've spent just losing my mind I can't
Well the scene here he wants her back he's trying to use the phone she's hanging up he's given up he should've known looking lost then he wanders
This map hung up on the truck stop hallway door is looking worn and I can hardly read it anymore I feel like I'm a speck thrown on the map and I can't
Breaking down from every insult that you've taken Burning out from all the minor misconceptions that just play on your frustrations there's not
I couldn't help but think back to the advice That I got from my dad a few times He said"...time goes by so fast in a blink of an eye So never close
And I've been so busy trying getting by just simply "trying" that I've only wound up living weekend to weekend And I should be out looking for a job left
