Post by NINO_eMCee on Jan 6, 2006 21:04:05 GMT
Everybody makes mistakes in his life never mind the size
Problem comes when you repeat one twice or worse trice
It’s a fucked up world we live in
I’m tired feeling pain, I start fighting with my feeling
Never again, I will run down the dark road calling God
My heart hurts; I hope to die cuz I can’t take my fault
Abandoned from whoever you’re outta control ready for whatever
Now your pain is on, your brain off with no mind
You only see the past, for the future you’re just blind
You used to be a non-stop smoker but now you light up rarely
You used to be honest but now live unfairly
Whatever you take up reminds you for the past
You wish you burnt in Hell and changed into dust
What you most dislike is your wrong step, you act
The fact that makes you almost get suck
You wish you could cry but there’s no concrete reason
that drives your tears fall down like drops in autumn season
Tears and snivels get mix and wet your red chick
But shout has no place either, now you ain’t already six
Talk for this to somebody is the truest way to see his back
Nowadays nobody wanna hear beefs. That’s a matter of fact
He says: ‘How I can care for you as I can’t care for me;
The situation that you live in is the same for me;
The risk that you’ve run is the next move I’ve gotta do
You’ll be my advisor and I’ll do what I’ve gotta do.’
You’re weary willie like a cheetah after running where miss its prey
Each new step is a fear that’ll be a next downfall which fray
Having no spirit for anything you prefer to keep still
You’ve been a high-flyer, now you laze as if you’re ill
You know that everything is due to you ninety percent [p›‡sent]
But you treat everybody as guilty till proving his innocent [‘in›sent]
Problem comes when you repeat one twice or worse trice
It’s a fucked up world we live in
I’m tired feeling pain, I start fighting with my feeling
Never again, I will run down the dark road calling God
My heart hurts; I hope to die cuz I can’t take my fault
Abandoned from whoever you’re outta control ready for whatever
Now your pain is on, your brain off with no mind
You only see the past, for the future you’re just blind
You used to be a non-stop smoker but now you light up rarely
You used to be honest but now live unfairly
Whatever you take up reminds you for the past
You wish you burnt in Hell and changed into dust
What you most dislike is your wrong step, you act
The fact that makes you almost get suck
You wish you could cry but there’s no concrete reason
that drives your tears fall down like drops in autumn season
Tears and snivels get mix and wet your red chick
But shout has no place either, now you ain’t already six
Talk for this to somebody is the truest way to see his back
Nowadays nobody wanna hear beefs. That’s a matter of fact
He says: ‘How I can care for you as I can’t care for me;
The situation that you live in is the same for me;
The risk that you’ve run is the next move I’ve gotta do
You’ll be my advisor and I’ll do what I’ve gotta do.’
You’re weary willie like a cheetah after running where miss its prey
Each new step is a fear that’ll be a next downfall which fray
Having no spirit for anything you prefer to keep still
You’ve been a high-flyer, now you laze as if you’re ill
You know that everything is due to you ninety percent [p›‡sent]
But you treat everybody as guilty till proving his innocent [‘in›sent]
