Being that I'm real I feel you need a man in your life child Somebody black, bald headed, plus buck wild They call me Trick Daddy dollars A real woman
Beauty queen of only eighteen She had some trouble with herself He was always there to help her She always belonged to someone else I drove for miles
Your icy breath will still warm my heart I hate these suicide emotions that are left As I feel your tears I bleed for you Please stop this, stop this
When death so swiftly has coveted The client from this plane A journey forged in ice has just begun A crystal line entombment preservation now awaits
When every moment gets too hard End of the road can feel so far No matter how much time we're apart I'm always near you I'll be the shelter in your rain
Everything is different now Why are you so distant now? Everything has changed, Yeah nothing is the same Since the day you went away, Nothing feels at
I've been cheated Been mistreated When will I be loved? I've been put down I've been pushed 'round When will I be loved? When I find a new man That
I got the razor at my wrist 'Cause I can't resist I've got this fever burnin' fist That does as I wish But when I get downtown And see what's around I
On Big Alley stands a lady waiting for awhile Acting out an untold story like a wounded child But the mystery of the circumstance won't hide She believes
White walls surround us No light will touch your face again Rain taps the window As we sleep among the dead Days go on forever But I have not left your
Kick to kill, kick to kill, kick to kill Kick to kill ya Kick to kill, kick to kill, kick to kill Kick to kill ya I see myself in you I see myself in
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In 1991 got glassed Cousin got murdered, friend got attacked House next door to ours got ransacked again But seeing is believing, hearing is receiving
Escaping the twilight, drinking till sunrise I never thought a head like this would persist I could be dead at 33 like Belushi Drain myself away like
Here to sing, by request Here we bring England's finest By request, England's finest P W E I
Are you aware? Do you care? Are you scared of experience? Are you guilt-ridden? Are you ashamed To be wild and untamed? Are you in hearing range Of the
Transfixed to the TV station Burning through my brain Mutant news flashes from the neon grain I'm a reptile, you're Doug Quaid Go on, I say, I'll make
Don't mean to bore ya I'm just here to warn ya Creep round the peepshow But keep your head low 88 seconds and still counting Klansman beckons To pounce