: As you push it up through the soil, I will shake your filthy hand. You may be dead to me but that don't mean we can't be friends. Now it's time to
: [Originally by the Beach Boys] We come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we do roam Drinking all night, got into a fight
: It?s been a year Filled with problems But now you're here Almost as if to solve them And I can't live In a world with out you now All my life I've
: I was going to spell it out in full detail But I dropped the call before I spilled my guts But your floor stayed clean, like my conscience will be
: I can smell the death on the sheets Covering me I can't believe this is the end But this is my deathbed I lie here alone If I close my eyes tonight
[Intro: Prez (talking)] Yo, waddup? This Prez, this to all my smokers out there Every time you lifted, and someone asks you how you doin' Just smile
Perfection, We cannot live as prophets We cannot sleep tonight Given life's breath Everyday's a privilege Nipping at our heels Attempting to lead us
A new age dawns before my eyes, I can feel the ars divine With the sun above we'll build our holy land What a sight to see a future yet to come Now we
Know what I'm sayin Life is like a game of basketball They just want niggas to run jump and shoot chorus: The game of life is a struggle to survive
In other cultures, death is more artistic And probably a lot more fun
I wanna be in another place Some other body and someone else's face Don't wanna be in here I need a space, I can disappear I wanna play me a different
Here we go, my only cold I fought Here I am, frozen in time, I find a way from you Pave the way and 'cause I can't stand still They'll leave you down
Radio's a public toilet A funeral for a friend Wash your mouth out then puke And wash it out again Scores for porn in short Is audio intercourse A stereophonic
Quietus by Epica The culprit, you act before thinking Caught in your ignorant sin And lying to your own reflection, you thought you could hide Deprived
I better rest my eyes 'cause I am growing weary of This point you've been trying to make So rather than imply, why don't you just verbalize All the things
Fear can drive stick and it's taking me down this road A road down which I swore I'd never go And here I sit, thinking of God knows what Afraid to admit
I was going to spell it out in full detail but I dropped the call before I spilled my guts But your floor stayed clean like my conscience will be 'Cause
I can smell the death on the sheets Covering me I can't believe this is the end But this is my deathbed I lie here alone If I close my eyes tonight I