Fear of falling down Means nothing but a pleasure Confront the failure Smashed to reality Choosen way was wrong No expectations, it's even worse Until
Traducere: Blind Myself. Inima.
Be out at 5 in that 600 Benz Or that 750i. Ate 9 slices of that humble pie. But you know I still talk my shit right What you tryna hear when you high
for your love You're not convinced that that is enough I put myself in this position And I deserve the imposition But you don't even know I'm alive And this pounding in my heart
looking, but blind to the fact The clock on the wall say it's time for some action Now you can take that to the bank and cash in I'm feeling myself,
but blind to the fact the clock on the wall say it's time for some action now you can take that to the bank and cash in I'm feeling myself, f-ck if they
I feel it in my heart Gonna find my love, love, love I?m gonna find my love, love, love Gonna find my love, love, love Gonna find my love, love, love I have grown myself
and knowin' me I gotta trust myself Ooh, what is this feelin', it's more than sexual healing Ooh, I just gotta love myself, love myself Taught my heart
you one of a kind And you deserve to be my Sunshine" Chorus: Babyface (variations not listed except for first time) Touch me with, a heart of gold (
got too much to prove would have been, lost it, but I got too much to lose say what you want about Joe but I stood my ground bitch, I get it up myself
hook and a plan for thugs, uh, huh Y'all don't hear me, huh? Y'all don't hear me, huh? These days, I wonder if crime pays Blinded by criminal minded
a second look Oh baby, give me one more chance (Show you that I love you) Won't you please let me Back in your heart Oh darlin', I was blind to let
, yeah Seems so long ago you walked away And left me alone And I remember what you said to me You were acting so strange And maybe I was too blind to
There was always a power I could feel It was guidance to tell me the way to go But nowadays I feel like I can't hear that voice I've been flying blind
with your bare hands Now my journey takes me further south I want to hear what the blind men sing With their fossils and their gypsy bones I'll stand beside myself
her wrists which strangely were secure behind her as I began to mount and bind her to myself wit force I could not hold. Then I seemed to hear a snicker
