With the strength of our own hands We shot the sun from the sky Apollo dead at our feet We wander lost in the rye And gather 'round in the street For
: Ballerina in a music box, With your pink shoes on, Satin ribbons in your hair. Dance to something soft and sweet, Ghost of a little girl, Who fell
: [previously unrealsed] [Venom cover] I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep As friend gather round and mourners they weep My mind thinks of all the
Using your clothes as a blanket and a bed Holding your hands just to lay your head I know you don't remember ever falling down Who picked you up, who gathered
wind. dangling. your sun. fly high. your window shattering. your rails. you're thin. your thin paper wings. sugar box. sugar boy. riding in. sugar box
: I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep As friend gather round and mourners they weep My mind thinks of all the things I have done My body is cold but
roses like two times today Now there's something you gotta say two times to Jay I got my shades on waiting for the sun to shine my way Got my boom box
in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh [Rick Ross] Big black, and an icey watch Shoes on the coupe, that got a Nike shop Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
brown linen, huh Big black nigga and an icy watch Shoes on the coupe, bitch, I got a Nike shop Count the profits, you could bring them in a Nike box
Soap box preacher standing on the corner And all the people they would gather round You speak of faith with a blaze of glory But those that fear they
clear And innocent The water's clear And innocent Give Up The Ghost Don't haunt me Don't hurt me Gather up the lust and soul In your arms Gather
Twist! Your you holly opposition Twist! The twisted box of people this I guess you're better thinking off You knew that, Easy as it was Come on in Oh
that pillow talk, keep sleeping while I'm beating down yo' street up in that green thing Greetings Earthlings, I've been lurking deep in the shadows Gathering
Ahhhhh... Wjbs, on your radio dial With the morning of the fox, that rocks the box Expect sunshine today! For yesterday's rain has faded far away Now
haq, Musa, Harun, Muhammad Ibrahim "Am I a good man?" (I don't know) "Am I a fool?" (We'll see) [Killah Priest] The Lord takes me, gathering speeds