HEY BOY - KEEP TALKING you watch and we'll KEEP ROCKING got the ego but ya got no HEART - got all dressed up and couldn't play the PART... Your friends
If we can't trust another and the night won't let us sleep... Will all the pills I take each day still keep me on my feet? with every friend we make
ORE PARA NOSOTROS! All my precious wounds will LEAK - from this prophecy I SPEAK... PIERCE MY ARMS AND MY FEET - CAST MYSELF DOWN ON MY KNEES! THROUGH
I know you think you know me... from all of the MAGAZINES... Everybody loves a good comeback story... but that's really not my SCENE... I don't wanna
s all good and FAKE distance keeps you SAFE there's six degrees of no space - good try BUT NOT THIS TIME! Mediocre fits you PERFECT and I'm so AMUSED to HEAR
be WANTED... WHEN YOU SMILE YOU ARE SO SWEET LET'S PRETEND THAT I'M NAIVE CLOSE MY EYES AND I CAN'T SEE WHERE I'VE GOT MY TONGUE IN CHEEK! Let it run
Are you ready? come on, yeah! Come on baby cause we're going DOWN - tearing up this whole damn TOWN... light it up and take a HIT - COME ALIVE AND SHAKE
I REALLY DEAD?! AND I REMEMBER HOW I FELT THIS TIME LAST YEAR - WONDER WILL IT DISAPPEAR SOMETHINGS GOTTA GIVE... [Chorus:] NEVER LET GO OF THAT FIERY SADNESS, THROAT FULL OF HEART
conscious CLEAN Let me give your last words to the DEVIL - NOTHING STAYS BURIED FOREVER [Chorus] Time heals everything - EXCEPT THIS HATRED IN MY HEART
wounds still BLEEDING... HAVE LAMB WILL MARTYR - HAVE LAMB WILL SLAUGHTER LAY YOURSELF UPON ME BABY AND BRING ME TO MY KNEES! RELIGIOSITY - DEDICATION AND BELIEF - MY
your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad It's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager And my
song now they saying you can have me..ha... Well here i go and if she keep talking put her talk in her throat.. Choke.. and i'm aiming with my Penis
picture on my wall. It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad. (Eminem as Stan) Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin'. I left my cell, my
on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.. [Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my
true to the game, don't know the rules to the game. ruin my shoes stompin through puddles and pools in my brain i can remove my heart to shave my legs
'm true to the game don't know the rules to the game ruin my shoes stomp into all the puddles and pools in my brain i could remove my heart shave my
your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my
must never waken from her Crimson Sleep.. The monastery stood towering above the ruined city It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes To look down on the ruins
