have lost you, You're left in the dark, And alone. Forever. Get ready for the fucking end bitch. I am your master and you will obey. You've been a traitor
't even worry Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried It's a man's world, niggaz get played, another stray Hope I live to see another
Search and destroy A million little pieces A million little pieces A million little pieces search and destroy (a million little pieces ) A million little pieces A million little pieces A
stealin' Makin' a dope-dealin', that's what I do daily 'Cause Layzie gotta make a livin' And I don't give a damn I take your life for what you got If
can do most everything (And I can stand next to you and watch) Every hero needs a sidekick Every captain needs a mate (Aye, Aye) Every dinner needs a side dish (On a
away in you and me Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see? She is yearning For shelter and affection That she never found at home She is searching For a hero
like a voice Hero come near I can hold on with a tight rope Captivated...! I've got a hope [Bridge II] For her I could put up with the nymph for long For
it as I'mma whip someone's ass If you don't understand, don't even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a fatherless past Who has blown up now
THE BONE! I ran into a rest'raunt, busted into the kitchen Workers on my ass, and the cooks they was bitchin A hero blocked the door, I grabbed a knife
is what I want So I'm heading for the restaraunt There's always gotta be a hero But I can't be stopped with silver bullets Or a wooden stake It's your
crazy, I hope for a hero to save me. 'Cause I stand for the power to change, I live for the perfect day. I love till it hurts like crazy, I hope for a hero
: (featuring Hero/Slaine) [Chorus] I found out that I was too young, not grown I was not ready for a world so cold I was not prepared to make it on
you Tattered tissue as a reminder Bleak silence Errors stigmatized in you A weak worn out friend There's nothing left for me Again and again Your face reminds me of a
' on the stars I was prayin' for a sign And tryin' to beat the odds I was dreamin' of you Long before I saw your face And there you were Waitin' for that
be a bird of prey A pure and a blessed A hawk who could ease the pain Don't look back tell me Is it where you belong A place in the dark A song without
flashin' across my mind. I could've been Valentino if I was born in another time. I might be solving a case or swinging from a tree. Share a joke with Crosby and Hope
the meak is understandin me Artillery, thoughts of killin me is just a fantasy The man in me is ready for war, like Holyfield/Tyson IV A gang against
