I'll lose my mind In an hour I'll lose my substance In my prime years I might unwind On my deathbed I'll think of us as good on earth My yarrow, my aloe
scavenger through with scavenging In a moment I'll lose my mind In an hour I'll lose my substance In my prime years I might unwind On my deathbed I
Traducción: I Mother Earth. Dreams carne.
I feel the pain, I feel like a hunter And you're the animal Ram on, be gone, stay low Be good, be great Love Gimme all your love I'm juicy like a cold
world Now I'm spending every night Being fed through a grinder The price for falling down I'm never through paying I might be meat for minds I may be
around are dark days With all around unsure I'll hole up in the right place and wait Until the tide has turned...with anger...i'm dead weight...i'm anchored
every commotion controls my wants I lay down long and know other hurts If it's not a problem I want you to work me good I want you in motion I want
save me Someone come and rise up Rise up and hold me now I know that at times life kinda hurts I know that I will live and learn So more than survive I
Rev high Bend low and free the dead word When I stand up and feel the head burst When I stand out I'll hold it under When I stand down I won't be down
it come Now I'm done and I know Because it hurts in all ways In other words I am a passenger A dream that's over I'll let your wild ocean Hold my
right tongues I'm cold and awful, yes I know In time, in depth, in present tense We are who we are Uptight intent on making sense I'm so unpopular
none I'm so unwound And I know in my own way I'm breaking down without screaming out loud I'm facing up and reaching out In the end I'll come around
I will stay awake, I will think of love, think of truth Think of why I never really said enough I never won, I never showed enough I fucking never had
and the merit is I realize what I portray day to day, I gotta carry this And beats, rhymes and life is where the marriage is Had Dreams of Fuckin R&B broads, it came true Journalist I
Earth in turmoil when I'm poppin' clips Kill the devil, I'm the rebel lost in the streets My only fears is when I sleep, I'll be tossin' deep Or if the
wealth and the merit is I realize what I portray day to day, I gotta carry this And beats, rhymes and life is where the marriage is Had Dreams of Fuckin RandB broads, it came true Journalist I
? I don't want, Peace on earth, I just want to go, I just want to go home. I know I never was much more than you expected, I expect I won't disappoint