Letras:
Fiction Plane Sickness

boy do I fear love I'm lonely And the worst of all With vanity, a coward Always falling into sickness In this life there's no time No time to rest Always falling into sickness

I?m lonely And the worst of all With vanity, a coward Always falling into sickness CLICK ABOVE TO VISIT OUR SPONSORS In this life there?s no time No time to rest Always falling into sickness

I wanna go Cause oh oh oh I've got a sickness, you've got the cure You've got the spark I've been lookin' for And I've got a plan, we walk out the door

: Che Che Che Che Check Yo, Real sick hearing these pricks talk shit They get there throats slit coz they talkin to me like im thick And im, Real tired

?) Money in the ceilin, stashed in the buildin Poppin penicillin, damn i'm hurtin niggas feelings soulja boy the truth, that's real pimpin' I spit real ish, def'ly not fiction

em give in em win em the peace they want but dont want the peace signs unless its in the mind become a victim because i kick em sick em supposed to be

wanna go 'Cause oh, oh, oh, I've got a sickness, you've got the cure You've got the spunk I've been lookin' for And I've got a plan, we walk out the

Well, hello everyone! Welcome to the Rehab Center for fictional characters. Umm, alright. Lets get right to it Who wants to start us off? How about you

live your life to the fullest What's life if you ain't enjoying it, know what I'm talking 'bout? My purpose really used to be so unclear Science fiction