Early morning, dreary horizon Aching hands are pulling a millstone Wailing from the cart Moaning from a shattered heart He's burned down many a bridge
Early morning, dreary horizon Aching hands are pulling a millstone Wailing from the cart Moaning from a shattered heart He?s burned down many a bridge
I don?t know why you fail me I don?t know how you dare Stay calm now Stay calm I don?t know why you call me I don?t know why you?re haunting me Chorus
We were lovers on the run Heading for adventure Ruinous and young We fled across the broken land Wild, deserted places And it went out of hand Watch
I'll seek you out, Flay you alive One more word and you won't survive And I'm not scared of your stolen power I see right through you any hour I won
Stuck in a hard place in the middle, walking on coals Caught in holes, sorting the souls like the Sphinx and the riddle You invisible ripples surround
It doesn?t matter what you say Cause it?s written on the wall There?s no need to exaggerate But I think this time we spoiled it all We were heading
Stuck in a hard place on a rock I cant?t find it Staring at the party I?m looking for love I can?t find it Stuck in a hard place on a rock In the darkness
I wanna watch you sleeping peaceful Resting your heart and your soul We should never awake without the other Lying by our side I wanna learn from the
Call, baby, call It?s no fantasy You?ve got me waiting on the corner I can?t feel it any more Call, baby, call It?s no fantasy You?ve got me waiting
Early morning, dreary horizon Aching hands are pulling a millstone Wailing from the cart Moaning from a shattered heart He’s burned down many a bridge
on my rest Sabotage, rap motor large, Mickey caught a charge Credit card scam, when he couldn't rock the Wu skull Fuck yeah, televise the shit on Fox Big Ghost
you in a sec My raps are like crack in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue You'll be
, traumatize you in a sec My raps are like crack in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue
you in a sec My raps like cracks in a decksotenic intellect Slaughters you, I got more for you Gore for you, your flesh is sort of blue You'll be begging
my rest Sabotage, rap motor large, Mickey caught a charge Credit card scam, when he couldn't rock the Wu skull Fuck yeah, televise the shit on Fox Big Ghost
