dream By the cruel force of nature from the blue Instead of a night full of romance supreme All I got was a running nose and Aegeatic flu It's raining on
re always busy Really busy Busy, busy Oh, hairdresser on fire All around Sloane Square And you're just so busy Busy, busy Busy scissors Oh, hairdresser on
t change her mind Chorus: Blame it on you I can't stand up Blame it on you I'm keepin' my mouth shut Blame it on you I can't see straight Blame it on
t see me like the tints on the president's car I know niggas don't like me and my friends wanna flip That's why I'm on some extra all about Sheek shit
that I already got mine, the only difference I pop mine nigga Ruff Ryder nigga, carry the pound Get engaged with these bullets, then marry the ground Drag dash on
on you, I can't stand up Blame it on you, I keep my mouth shut Blame it on you and I can't see straight Blame it on you, wow Blame it on you, I can'
the remote play the hot shit, of course my shit Steam up the bathroom till the mirrors fog Can't wait to ball, with my niggas God Dry off splash on
night (Drag, Dash, On))(Yeah) (Call the fire department,(Flame, Flame, On) (It's gettin' hot t'night) (All my thugs in the cells gettin' right t'night)(Drag, Dash, On
all I play it safe, I wear a red hat like Limp Bizkit I don't even put it back I just put it right on the tip Jump right on the hips Everybody wanna count Drag-On
Shadows of our shadows Thorny winding streets A train of drunk undertakers Digging their own graves The altar full of tongues Of fluent politicians Altar
Darkness Closed the day Immense buildings All collapsed Ashes, darkness The world You have known Is gone into nothingness Darkness Memory has gone On
Marana - the spirit Come, now it's time I'm slowly losing my strength Demon's evil temptation Demon's conflict I live on top Of a huge tower Someone has
There is an essence in the water There is a spirit in the sky There is a spider drawing webs To crucify a fly The fly is drawing nearer Just as
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A relic Forgotten by death It's horrid not to be able to die Eternal life Forgotten Where is death Tangled in darkness Forgotten A blind sin Catacombs On
Ten years in the jailer's eye An' I'm thinkin' 'bout my baby Looking at my life go by Falling in the streets I'm broke An' I'm laughing at the poor man
flesh Eyes burnt out by acid Tumor-speckled skin Waiting For me to become like them God if you are there In this great dark sea Have mercy on me!
