Letras:
The Living End From Here On In

And for I know no reason For I know where I'm going Don't come around here no more You're not welcome here anymore From Here On In, you're on your own So carry on

And for I know no reason For I know where I'm going Don't come around here no more You're not welcome here anymore From Here On In, you're on your own So carry on

your one-man army If you're such a man then bring the fight (We're paging 1958) We're all one and the same We're moving on, and living our dreams

still we haven't learned So here I'm lying _____ pain _____ a loner I know that live is just a game But nobody gets out alive Shattered and shocked from

drop from the handle till your remains is in a urn on top of the mantle till everybody scramble off the block like they Randall (run) till there's a murial on

the slums, struggled from day one Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun No navigation, no sense of direction, darker complexion made it hard to live

the slums, struggled from day one Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun No navigation, no sense of direction, darker complexion made it hard to live

ass up, let you die in the trunk, i'm from westside compton, niggah i ain't a punk streets is talkin, is he from Cali? is he from Queens? do he ghost

Q-U-I-S Here to run down a rhyme at your request I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn I came here tonight just to get it on So listen up close