Letras:
Bury Tomorrow Other

This trip will be my last, her bones buried in the sand. This night will live inside our hearts. Until these seven stars, set her free from her struggle

Decide its now the time to make up your mind, todays the day you'll hopefully find, that freedom is granted our sentence has passed, and now we are floating

slip Sometimes we slide Sometimes it takes us to the other side Sometimes it narrow sometimes it wide Always knowing the most high gonna guide Chorus Gentleman: Dem bury

fists And march around Don't dare take what you need I'll jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow

have you call a operator 911 now you breavin through a respiratior All dat gun-clappin yappin meet me outside You never seen a ghost until you seen the other

later you'll be buried and dead I can't be like that, the only thing you fear Homeboy you can't see it but you know it's there It's called tomorrow,

So raise your fists and march around Just don't take what you need I'll jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow

A) I don't do it to get famous Something bout the brain is aimless body where the stain is Imma be in the six fo a schitzo Talkin other language I may

another day Someone to see over tomorrow You must see yesterday I know what you did last day The silence of crows The art of dying I'm walking the other