fucking cool. Unexitable Feigning control with detachment. Cry for help (4x) Don't turn away it's a cry for help Don't turn away it's a cry for help
fucking cool. Unexitable Feigning control with detachment. Cry for help [x4] Don't turn away it's a cry for help Don't turn away it's a cry for help
Tradução: Sick Of It Todos. Cry For Help.
too fucking cool. Unexitable Feigning control with detachment. Cry for help [x4] Don't turn away it's a cry for help Don't turn away it's a cry for help
dealt They kick you on the ground when you most need help Until you dried up and they sit you on the shelf Then you start to cry because you all by yourself
you on the ground when you most need help until you dried up and they sit you on the shelf then you start to cry because you all by yourself so just know
the truth though The shit ain't the same, i'ma die a thug And fuck it it's the blood in my veins Why complain 'cause we all gon' die, but I can wait I
ready for whatever Big Serg, we ready for whatever Charlie Tango, ready for whatever My nigga Pac, be ready for whatever Yeah, ready for whatever Ready for
it's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make
all the need for people Heaven I wonder will the devil catch me shall prevail Lately even heaven is flashy sick of this amazed envy And it ain't nuthin
say it's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make
s been on the wall All it takes is a little faith You know you're the same as us all." Help me - I can't break out of this prison all alone Save me -
believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya' stomach, doesn't it, wasn't it the reason you made that Cd for
no coming back Your hurry is he gets buried, the streets are empty Mom cry "misery" Little Bill waits for the adversary 'Cause if it's my brother, I gotta
empty soul Broken like a bone, In a vice, Heart like coal Dry your eyes, It was time for me to leave, Don't cry it was just my time and all you did was help
: Sick with myself, but I've got no one else, So I give it to myself it's the only thing that helps It's the same thing this pain thing that keeps me
