you know I belong to you now..... Do you remember - standing beside me? throwing the rock through the glass all moved in slow motion our own action
We all stand up for one thing Whatever that one thing maybe You and me? We all stand up together Get knocked down - come back stronger Our dreams are our
Teenage - angst Gripped May ball - dress ripped Bank card - checks out Small mind - big mouth Smart Shoes - who cares? Converse - strange stares
Everything seems brutal Bruised and torn apart A self inflicted sadness from the start Now nothings clear and no-one's changed The song remains the
kisses underneath the moonlight Softly on your brown skin Making wishes, plans to spend our whole life Knowing that this time would end And like the temperature outside Our
police brutality Death of blacks at the hands of the P.D. Eight, release of all black men Who are held in prison guilty 'fore proven innocent Nine, black juries when our
our spirits high And let the buildings keep our children dry Let creation reveal its secrets by and by, by and by When the light that's lost within us
DL, quick flash Smooth as a baby's ass, lyrical addicts, murder mics like a savage And MO30, bullet proof tuxedos, transactions, C-notes for the kilos 'Bout our
all the time She's leavin today, there's no other way No need for me to say what was on my mind Everything I've done has been a waste of our time I'
Angels but they don?t don?t die I?m heading on a course of change, Lost my brother on the run Lost my dignity to one I blame them others and take none
s ass If I could just get on my feet" Bang a drum for the dyin' Bang a drum for the truth Bang a drum for the innocence Lost in our youth Bang a drum
each of us takes through our lives The Innocent The Orphan The Wanderer The Warrior The Martyr The Magician We float between these identities They change as the phases of our
[DMX] Sometimes I will take my brother by the arm Other times I will take my brother by the shoulder Then there are times I will take my brother by
Fide. Sola Deo Infernali Gloria. Wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead? Some rejoice of the children's innocence and smiles Others
the oven of madness known as planet earth Love turns into prostitution Embracing into violence Lovemaking into fucking Greed kills our humanity, morality our
out praise Or, when our true nature finds its way to the surface We hide in the darkness, our tails between our legs. At all costs we are prevented from
's there - like the wind seen from the window, Seeing it, but not being touched by it. (We never asked for war, nor in the innocence of our birth were
in the darkest hour I'll never see him now Oh I can take the mystery in the darkest hour And he won't hurt me now If we are lost in paradise Our recollection
