Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain. With a little drop of poison in the red, red blood. She need a way to turn around the bend. She said, "I want to walk away and start over again".
I thought of you, did you think of me. I guess we'll wind up running down your street. Twenty points for me. I see that bandage lying under your sheets.
Breathless from the coffee, I drop my newspaper down. Left my eyeballs to read about some other town. Your blueberry flu and message at breakfast was nice.
I wanna hear your sad sad voice. Come to me loud and clear. I wanna hear your lips and tongue. Form the words no ears should hear. Wanna watch you. While your face reddens with fear.
There's no time, a few hours to sleep. Just drive till tomorrow. Here I go, my drunk tank's on 'Empty'. I've run low on sorrow. . One last demon drop is.
Five hundred thousand warnings I'll smash you. Six hundred thousand million times that we've been through. Inside an old farm house that I've never been to.
(Baby {talking}). Believe it, playboy. You know we the # 1 stunnas. How you diggin' that, nigga. Look, look-. . (Baby {verse 1}). Went to Miami - bought a Lam', and sure 'nough.
And in the summer when the clouds show through. I might go the same way too if. You and I could talk together. Well, what I supposed to do with. . You and I would walk together.
I found a souvenir. In things I collected. The effect it had on me. Turned out distressing.. Instead of focusing on my past rejoicing. It just reminded me of awkward emotions..
You can't do much about the governments policies. You can't to much about the heresies. You can't do too much. To stop the squeeze on society. . When you're all out of touch.
Here we are standing at a crossroads baby. Can't seem to make a move. Don't know which way to choose. We used to fly into the heavens. On the wings of an angel.
Look at the violence that rages in your heart. Screaming in silence, it's tearing you apart. Burning with vengeance, need an answer for your soul. Consider the damage, got nothing you can show.
The pictures on the walls are telling me what I'm supposed to be,. To make you happy. Are you happy with me? Are you happy with yourself?. . Stay away from the problems I create, and everything will be ok..