this monster at my side. Hello, hello to who's ever out there. Can you please give us some more time. Or is this the final chapter. Final chapter
[buckshot] People say a 'thug' is somethin I shouldn't be Some say 'death' is somethin I shouldn't see I had to be me, I had to do what I had to do Only
Smile an everlasting smile A smile can bring you near to me Don't ever let me find you down 'Cause that would bring a tear to me This world has lost
I don't see why you need them, really I don't see why you need them Our aim is to give the public honest melody and honest price. Honestly paid for and
ways they will not last Someday their souls will be free And their voices will be heard As far as every eye can see They will have the final word Every
in the pats now your all but worthless. In the end i will prevail. I will have the final word judge for yourself not by what youve heard. I will have the final
Without worth and without meaning has what I have felt Nothing to no one I am a design flaw to the natural order of life I am the dirt I am the cancer
that you're aching to be heard What gives you the famous final word? To think that your opinion is preferred What gives you the famous final word? What
Will these be my final words? Will they remember me for somethin'? Will these be my final words? Will they remember me for somethin'? Will these be our final
. When there is nothing left of earth, recite the final words. When there is nothing left of earth, recite the final words. Recite the final words. When
We're to busy scratching ourselves to think that something's wrong. We're too busy sitting on this faulty throne held by our wrongs. The social ruiners
covers me Even through the middle of the storm Love has no fear, finds no blame The truth will never change After every voice is heard Love has the final
Pour commencer je dedicasse a Karim et a Nabil le seul moteur de ma rime six o nine pour la vie nous c'est une histoire de fou retour en 2001 petit dealer
Argo Io non voglio definire la classe Voglio sbatterla in faccia su una traccia che sfonda le casse Fotto l?onda che muove le masse Punto a quello che
Paint this picture Color it with casualties of hope and sorrow Frame it with apathy I find it hanging on a wall that you disguise as faith and trusting
's alright Don't you turn back Yeah it's alright There ain't nothing in the way Feed your head Make up your mind Be yourself Don't stand in line The final