(Instrumental)
[Mia] Hey, I gotta go to the bathroom [Jeni G.] Well you're not going by yourself [Arike] Well I'm not staying here by myself [Jeni G.] Let's just all
me, Sweet birds guided my limbs, and told me it was purely destiny A few clouds came my way, and told me it was purely destiny A few clouds came my way
girl I know She got me good in her little world And my head's long since exploded All over the neighborhood Times like these make me long for a friend
Music by Sarcana and Sanrabb Lyrics by Sanrabb A dying entity has left us From out of the dark It slips away, far off into the night I can see its shadow
don't worry I will be saved mother I thank you for the Bible you gave Mother when battle just has been won you'll have a hero now for a son I have been
We stand encircled by wing and fire Our deepest ties return and turn upon us The shrouded reason, the bleeding answer The human plague in womb Bring clouds
who am I to be in a position To represent a whole generation of kids and to make them believe When till this day I still struggle to uphold my den? I read a
talking Don't say a word She's given up talking She don't say a word Don't say a word Don't say a word Don't say a word ...
As it is the hate I feel I am a demon A vicious fiend Let me alone I am a demon with a penchant For other's misery I am a demon A vicious fiend Let
The Lord has given this land to us No need to fuss, He knows what He's doing We know that He will take care of us If we will follow Him Now everyone
Someday soon you will sink into the ocean weighted down without a shame in tough guy chains I just hope I'm somewhere I can see you sinking watch you
For the longest time I searched high above the sky To find the one for me Sweet birds got in my limbs And told me it was purely destiny A few clouds
For the longest time I searched high above the sky To find the one for me Sweet birds got in my limbs And told me it was purely destiny A few clouds came
te l'avait pour toujours destinee mais j'ai bien peur qu'il ne se venge reprenant ce qu'il t'a donne on ne fait pas de mal a un ange un jour il pourrait
how we'll conquer the king This ain't my revolution I donated myself to the mexican army I gave all my love to a mexican whore I gave her my dreams
, from making my retreat. A long time ago, we paved our cities over bones. We made cadavers into roads, and when we gave prayers, we gave them as donations
