Mest - Night alone
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This wasn t just another night aloneMy mind has cornered me against the wall
Bleeding, scratching fingernails of God
The scars on my wall tell this song
I m feeling like the worst is yet to come
Because the night has just begun
Please let me breathe, you re choking me and my feelings
This is my fault, downward I fall
My mind slipping, my mind slipping away
I never thought this night could come again
My mind has proven me wrong in the end
The confidence in me is wearing thin
No matter what, my mind will win
Please let me breathe, you re choking me and my feelings
This is my fault, downward I fall
My mind slipping, my mind slipping away
Please let me breathe, you re choking me and my feelings
Please let me breathe, you re choking me and my feelings
My feelings
This is my fault, downward I fall
My mind slipping, my mind slipping away
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Rip it up
Did you ever get the feeling you were born to lose
Smacked in the face with a silver spoon
Skinny doll gimme your magazine queen
Just spread your legs for the silver screen
From the bedroom baby to the city a light
You look pretty good but you’re not so bright
Flashin your stash...
Smacked in the face with a silver spoon
Skinny doll gimme your magazine queen
Just spread your legs for the silver screen
From the bedroom baby to the city a light
You look pretty good but you’re not so bright
Flashin your stash...
Color me blind
I had a dream,
Last night I was blind
And I couldn t see
Color of any kind
Picture the world, minus a rainbow
When day becomes night, then where will the sun go
Dancing alone, just me and my shadow
Color...
Last night I was blind
And I couldn t see
Color of any kind
Picture the world, minus a rainbow
When day becomes night, then where will the sun go
Dancing alone, just me and my shadow
Color...
K.I.M.
[Redman]
Nah nah, check this out, yo
I grab my dick, spit, hit the blinkers, split
the Dutch Coronas, tokin irons without permits
Repetoire long-faced murderer s the shit
Black Bruce Willis mix tape arsonist
Esquire, for hire, with total rapid fire
Supplier...
Nah nah, check this out, yo
I grab my dick, spit, hit the blinkers, split
the Dutch Coronas, tokin irons without permits
Repetoire long-faced murderer s the shit
Black Bruce Willis mix tape arsonist
Esquire, for hire, with total rapid fire
Supplier...
Byle do przodu
Chociaż komornik przed drzwiami stoi,
A długi rosną wciąż,
Choć od problemów w życiu się roi -
Gwiżdżę na wszystko to.
Choć znowu w pracy same przykrości,
Choć wkoło jeden stres,
Chcąc się doczekać późnej starości
Powtarzam ciągle, że...
Byle mieć zdrowie,
Byle mieć w głowie,
Byle odwagę mieć...
Uwierzyć w siebie,
I ufać sobie,
I wiedzieć, czego chcieć...
w życiu...
Byle do wiosny, byle...
A długi rosną wciąż,
Choć od problemów w życiu się roi -
Gwiżdżę na wszystko to.
Choć znowu w pracy same przykrości,
Choć wkoło jeden stres,
Chcąc się doczekać późnej starości
Powtarzam ciągle, że...
Byle mieć zdrowie,
Byle mieć w głowie,
Byle odwagę mieć...
Uwierzyć w siebie,
I ufać sobie,
I wiedzieć, czego chcieć...
w życiu...
Byle do wiosny, byle...
One million
There was just one
At the top of a pile of one million
And she hasn t got a clue that she s become
A good samaritan
I missed her name
Before I blinked from the scene she d run away
If I got the chance to meet her once...
At the top of a pile of one million
And she hasn t got a clue that she s become
A good samaritan
I missed her name
Before I blinked from the scene she d run away
If I got the chance to meet her once...